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So, I’m in Soho—grimy streets, neon buzzin’. This bird, right, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt hiked up. I’m thinkin’, “What’s her play?”—all theatrical, like Caden Cotard’s mad life. I saunter over, grin sharp as a blade. “Fancy a mischief?” I ask, all charm. She laughs—rough, smoky, real. “Tenner for a quickie,” she says. Tenner! I’m gobsmacked—thought it’d be pricier, ya know?

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Yo, buddy! Ermelo (za) is mad wild, lemme tell ya. I'm a masseur here, so I know every pulse of this town. Ermelo’s streets are like veins – think of Main Street buzzing next to Rusty Road, and then there's little alleyways where locals chat over mystery brews. I'm often massaging after a long day on Windmill Lane, feel me?

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