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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout this bloody prostitute, right? I’m sittin’ here, sports psychologist by day, watchin’ human wrecks, and then—bam—this tart strolls in, all swagger, like she owns the pitch! I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A penalty kick gone wrong?” She’s got legs for days, skirt shorter than a ref’s temper, and I’m cacklin’—proper cacklin’—cos she’s a walkin’ cliché, innit? Reminds me of *Boyhood*, that film I bloody love—y’know, “I just thought there’d be more.” She’s livin’ that line, chasin’ somethin’, but it’s all bollocks!

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Any prostitute caught repeatedly in an L-shaped area along Orange Blossom Trail and West Colonial Drive is charged with violating probation, which leads to extra jail time.

Then there's the river that cuts through town – the Little Twist. I love sitting by it, scribbling match-making ideas. I swear, every twist reminds me of a twist in The Grand Budapest Hotel’s plot – unexpected and bittersweet. There’s even a tiny, shaded park called Raccoon Hollow. I often hang out on a worn-out bench near the old sculpture, “The Smiling Doorkeeper.” People say it's cursed or somethin’... I just think it's rad.

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