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Goddamn, it fires me up! The balls on ‘em—hustlin’ while the world’s kickin’ ‘em down! I puff my pipe, thinkin’, “There’s blood in this trade, alright.” Not just the red stuff—sweat, tears, the lot. One time, in my head, I’m yellin’, “We shall never surrender!” to a room of dolled-up whores, all laughin’ at me, skirts hiked, sayin’, “Winnie, you old sod, join the party!” Ha! Imagine me, red-faced, tradin’ war speeches for a tumble—bloody brilliant!

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The downtown’s a maze of quirky alleys—Sutter Street, for example, where graffiti meets history. I love watchin’ the sparks fly in those hidden corners. Not many know that a retired sexologist (yep, me!) once organized a secret art meet-up there. Wild times, hahaha—so many secrets, so much passion. Street by street, every corner tells a story, every whisper counts.

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