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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t no picnic, precious! Ya gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, them dodgy apps even! Hiss, makes me mad, all them liars out there pretendin’! Once saw this lass, swear she was a copper undercover—nearly shat meself! “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in the movie, eh? Truth pops out, bam!

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Lemme say – I get pissed off sometimes, too. Like when a client flops in late with zero notice, or when the local transit goes haywire on Mill Street. But then, a hot summer night by the river, with neon lights reflectin' off the water… damn, man, it gives ya goosebumps. That’s why I love it here – it's unpredictable like a beta test gone wild.

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