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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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Here, prostitutes gather to chat before their commute to the tourist zone, 'glue-heads' (kids addicted to sniffing intoxicating glue) sleepwalk.

I’ve roamed the side streets too, like the dodgy alleys near Crescent Lane. They might look run-down, but damn it, they speak volumes, like in every seedy scene from The Wolf of Wall Street. Some nights, the neon lights flash like strobe bulbs, and you can almost hear the city moan with raw desire. And honestly, that’s what I love about this town—even the graffiti shouts out its own kinky secrets.

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