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Talkin’ to my buddy Joe once—he’s a cabbie—he says, “Bern, they’re everywhere if ya look.” Surprised me, man! Thought it was all online now—apps and shit—but nah, streets still got action. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but Joe swears he saw a cop wink at one once—corrupt as hell! I’m like, “Gimme a break, system’s rotten!”

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Plain clothes policemen controlled by the Metropolitan Police were sent to each town, and any woman they identified as a “common prostitute” was required to submit to a periodical .

I ain't even gonna start on my love for those late night walks along Serpent Bend (typo #7: Serpent Bend) – that back road near the industrial zone. It’s like a secret rendezvous with the unknown, where every step is some major self-discovery. Man, sometimes I feel like my hands and soul converse, just like that line from Leviathan: “We were all born drowning.” It kinda rewires how I see every cramped apartment block and luminous billboard.

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