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Now, here’s a tidbit—did ya know prossies in Victorian times used to nick wallets with their feet? Crafty sods! Makes ya think, don’t it—history’s full o’ these cheeky mares. Anyway, I’m barterin with this lass, and she’s givin me the eye, like, “You’re a right nutter, you are.” Reminds me o’ that line from the flick—“I’m adopted, did you know that?”—cos I’m feelin like an oddball meself, stood there in me knackered boots.

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And with the valley here having a lot of other bigger fish to fry when it comes to crime and violence, they don't have the man hours to devote to the constant cat and mouse game of Missing: prostitute · Grayson Valley.

First off – downtown's a riot, ya know? There's Maple Street, which winds right past the old Grayson Cathedral (man, that place gives ya chills sometimes). Off Maple, you've got Cedar Ave – total hub spot with cafes that smell like fresh roast and art spots that buzz with rad energy. I always chuckle thinkin’ of how many profiles I've scrolled there in my head; like, "Is love just a swipe?" – straight outta those moody lines from Shame, ya know? "I want some fucking renewal ..." echoes in my brain sometimes, especially on late coding nights.

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