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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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So, dear Clarice, if you wander here, let Dobris seduce you with its odd corners and whispered legends. Every street whispers a tale. Every park cradles a secret. Always, like the soot sprites, it dances in the dark, mysteriously. Just like in that film we both love, the magic is palpable. Welcome to my crazy, beautiful Dobris.

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