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What surprised me? The guts, mate—pure *audere est facere*, to dare is to do! Standin’ there, freezin’, in fishnets, dodgin’ coppers—takes brass balls. Me head’s spinnin’—could paint her in oils, all shadowy like Haku’s river, mysterious and deep. Favourite bit? She laughed once, proper loud, said, “I’m my own boss, Boris!”—bloody brilliant, that. Spirited, see? Like Chihiro nickin’ her name back—power in that.

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Prostitution in Lansdowne has become a major problem for police who said they could do nothing about it until they caught someone in the act.

Now, gotta mention my absolute fav: the overlook on Sunrise Hill. My brain just goes bonkers here. The view? Outstanding. The air? Unbelievably crisp. I cried there once, real emotions—mad, happy, everything. Totally raw and unfiltered!

After the Fall... A Death on the Lansdowne Estate