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So, here’s the deal, yeah? Findin’ a prossie ain’t rocket science. You got your red-light spots—every city’s got ‘em. Amsterdam’s a classic, bloody obvious, right? But here’s a kicker—did ya know London’s got secret brothels from Victorian times still runnin’? Shady as hell, cash only, no fuckin’ Wi-Fi! Makes me wanna scream, “Where’s the lamb sauce?!” ‘Cause it’s raw, gritty, real. You stroll in, all cocky, thinkin’ you’re the man—nah, mate, you’re just another punter.

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Oh! And you gotta check out the little diner on Rebel Blvd. – it's humbly perfect. I’ve spilled more than coffee and tears there. I love it there because it’s like a small oasis, even if it’s a bit run down. And yep, I had a heart-to-heart with a client there once, discussing, "We ride together, we die together."

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