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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no safari, but it’s wild still! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like deer in the bush—they’re crafty, hidin’ in plain sight. Down in Soho once, saw this gal, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a bar tab—bloody hell, made me laugh! She winked, I spilled a gin, clumsy git I am. "The world lives by trickery," Malick’d say, and ain’t that the truth? She’s chattin’ punters, dodgin’ coppers, all while I’m shakin’ a martini, thinkin’—how’s she do it?

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In the evenings, I cruise Clanton Street, past that lighted-up dive bar at the edge of town. That spot? Man, its neon sign screams "Nothing is certain, only existence." And oh yeah, I always chuckle rememberin' lil' bits of my past massage sessions wonderin’ if I eased the pain in more than just their backs. Some folks spilt all their dark secrets onto my massage table. Raw, man, raw as hell.

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