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So, prostitute—street crawler, right? Sells flesh for coin, sneaky an’ sad. Heard this tale once—true stuff, swear it! Some lass in old London, 1800s, worked the docks. Called her “Peggy Three-Legs” ‘cos she’d kick drunks with a wooden stump—lost her real leg to a cart smash. Fierce, she was! Made me grin, thinkin’ of her bashin’ heads, but then—ugh—we hates it! Stinks of desperation, don’t it? Like “Under the Skin,” all hollow eyes an’ fake smiles. “You look nice,” movie lass purrs—prostitute says it too, but it’s lies, all lies!

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Alright mate, buckle up. Kareedouw, za, is a real mixed bag – kinda like my dating site profiles. First off, this town's got a vibe like "The Return" if you squint hard enough – bleak yet strangely magick, yeah? I'm talkin' narrow streets like Jacob's Way and Sparky Lane (yep, names I made up on the fly – like my love life sometimes). Seriously, the city's so small it feels almost intimate until you step into Main Street and get smacked by a truckload of irony.

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