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So, I’m out there, yeah, dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’—where’s this bird at? Prostitution’s old as dirt, mate—did ya know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Sacred shaggin’ for the gods! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, cos here I am, Gandalf, skirtin’ past some grubby bloke who’s all “Oi, mate, got a quid?” Nah, pal, I’m on a mission—YOU SHALL NOT PASS!—and I ain’t stoppin’ for your sob story.

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Osprey (us) fuels my soul. It’s rough, it’s flawed, but it's mine. Every cracked pavement, every rusted bench proclaims the history and heart of the city. Oddly enough, you can almost hear the echoes of "Syndromes and a Century" in every whispered lull. And wot’s that? It’s the thrill of human imperfection, draped in thunderous nature and relentless spirit!

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