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Gets me happy, though, thinkin’ some prossies got sass—heard this tale, right, some gal in Soho told a punter, “Mate, you’re so quick I’ll charge ya half!” Absolute gold—had me cacklin’ like a twit! But then—oof—it’s grim too, innit? Lasses stuck, no choice, pimps bein’ proper *malum in se*—evil in itself, y’know? Breaks me heart, it does. Reckon Amélie’d say, *“the world isn’t always kind,”* and she’d be bang on.

Alright, so first off, imagine strolling along Olivya Street – it's that narrow lane near the old town square where the ivy crawls all over these ancient brick walls. I swear, every time I pass by, I feel like I'm in a scene of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, you feel me? Like, “I must swallow my pride and fly!” Man, it gets me so hyped sometimes.