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What pisses me off? The pricks who judge em—hypocrites, all of em, sneakin round at night themselves. Surprised me once, tho—found out some prossies in Amsterdam got unions, legit shit! Fightin for rights, dodgin pimps—fuckin heroes in fishnets, eh? I’m chattin her up now, she’s spillin tea bout her day—some twat tried hagglin her down to 20 quid. “20 quid?!” I’m cacklin, “Mate couldn’t buy a kebab with that!” She’s crackin up too—good lass.

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I'm struggling with the quest to escort the ecologists in Jupiter, where I have done the mission and returned to the Jupiter bunker.

Then there's the Park of Oddities—a lush green slice near the River X. Yeah, River X flows just there. That park is the place for midnight reflections and spontaneous hookups. And the river? It's like nature's own pulse, snaking through the city with twists and turns. Reminds me of life; messy and unexpected, like in Leviathan: "We are all lost in its currents."

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