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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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Oh, and check out the quirky neighborhood of Wired Alley. It’s literally a tech haven with startup spaces meeting old warehouses. Some weird little alleyways have got secret murals and graffiti that just scream "love" and "hustle" in every color. It’s like every brick got a story, like every code I wrote turned into digital graffiti of fate. I lost count, tho. Tons of memories here. Sometimes I get mad when an update crashes in the middle of a date invite! Ridic, huh?

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