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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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So buckle up, amigo, and let Dalhart show ya its raw, uncut vibe. Remember, like Carlos said, “Life is messy, but that's what makes it so beautiful!” Go out there and experience every undulated, electrifying moment, and just know – I'm always here to shoot the real talk about love, sex, and that big ol' world of passion. Peace out!

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