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My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? Raspy growl, me likes it dark—like *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Them vampires, Adam an’ Eve, so classy, sippin’ blood, not payin’ for flesh. Me? I’d be skulkin’ round alleys, eyes glintin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Ain’t no fancy music playin’—just boots on wet stone, “What’s this, then?” I’d mutter.

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Ohhh, hey mate... lemme tell ya 'bout Magba (cm)! Listen, I gotta spill the beans like, ya know, "Who watches the watchers?" (Yeah, that movie line, The Lives of Others, ya know?) So, Magba's a weird, quirky town, and I’m a massage parlor owner here. I daaaamn sometimes!

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