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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? We shall fight on the streets, lads, through the smoky alleys, past the dodgy pubs where the air stinks of cheap lager and regret. I reckon it’s a war, yeah? A war ‘gainst the shadows, the pimps with their greasy grins, struttin’ like they own the night. Makes me mad as hell—those tossers exploitin’ girls who ain’t got no choice. Reminds me of the Corsican in *A Prophet*, pullin’ strings, thinkin’ he’s king. “I’m the boss here,” he’d growl. Bollocks to that, I say.

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Feb 26,  · Žrtve modernog ropstva sve su brojnije, a globalna pošast se proširila u tolikoj mjeri da je samo u SAD-u u razdoblju od dvije godine identificirano najmanje žrtava Missing: prostitute.

Man, what a day! Split, you wild beast. I woke up, sun blazin’ through my window. I’m like, “Let’s do this!” Grabbed my coffee from that little place on Marmontova. You know the one? The barista’s got a killer smile. Anyway, I’m sippin’ my brew, feelin’ like a king.

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