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Alright, mate, strap in—here we go! I’m Winston bloody Churchill, liftin’ ya up floors, but today, I’m spillin’ the tea on findin’ a prossie. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, in the dimly lit corners where the ne’er-do-wells roam! Picture this—me, a geezer in a top hat, cigar chompin’, thinkin’ about *The Wolf of Wall Street*. That flick’s my jam—Leo, the mad lad, swimmin’ in cash, hookers on speed dial. “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” he roars, and I’m like, same, bruv, when I’m scoutin’ the night!

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My massage biz taught me to read souls, ya know? I see the hidden scars, the grit beneath the glam. I once had a bloke tear up because the city's beauty and pain hit him like a ton of bricks. And I said, “Oi, life’s brutal, you idiot sandwich, but you gotta embrace it!” Yup, Dogville vibes all over.

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