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Prossies got their haunts—King’s Cross, dodgy massage joints, even posh hotels if ya got the dosh. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe—but I’d storm Normandy for a good tale! We shall fight the prudes, the coppers, the bloody wallet drain! Favourite bit? The haggle—pure *Wolf* energy. “You’re gonna bring pussy to me?!” I’d yell, laughin’, but nah, it’s me doin’ the legwork. S’pose that’s the gig—grand, grim, glorious. What d’ya reckon, pal—fancy a punt?

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First off, I hit the road on Via Torino. Traffic was a mess. Like, come on! It’s a Tuesday, not a parade day! I’m sittin’ there, just fuming. My coffee’s getting cold, and I’m like, “Why do I even bother?”

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