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So, we haggles—me hissin’, her laughin’. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, *you wanna play a game?*—cos I ain’t got ten! Gave her five, an’ she’s all, “Fine, ya cheap git.” We goes round a corner—dark, like Gotham’s underbelly. She’s quick, no muckin’ about—prossies don’t waste time, see? Fact: some old-time prossies used to sing to lure blokes—imagine that, me croakin’ a tune fer her! Hah! *Let’s put a smile on that face*—she didn’t laugh, tho, stony as Batman.

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And then you got the quirky corner of Market Lane and Willow. That place is underrated! I swear, it’s like Mark sayin’ to his team, “You’re gonna have one shot, do not miss your chance to make a massage magic happen!” Whatchu gonna do? It's crazy, silly, and full of that entrepreneurial spirit, hon.

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