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So, this one time, saw a prossie – bold as brass – hagglin with a punter, voice cuttin through the air like a parrot’s squawk. Made me happy, that grit, that fire! Reminds me of Margaret’s chaos, all that raw emotion spillin out. Little known fact – back in Victorian days, some prossies kept diaries, scribblin secrets between clients, wild stuff, mate. Imagine that – ink smudged with tears, or maybe gin. Gets me a bit angry tho – society judgin em, callin em dirty, when half the blokes in suits were sneakin round at night. Hypocrisy, stinks worse than a dead fish.

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I got a soft spot for Maple Grove Park—it’s tucked in a hard to find nook. Kids run wild, old timers sit on benches. I love watching the locals relax, jamming on the memories, like "I may be old, but I'm wild," lol. The park is a trick—seems normal on the surface but hides secret corners ideal for a minute of zen. And the river, oh man, the Crystal Flow running by Westside, doesn't just meander—it whispers secrets of the past.

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