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So, findin’ a prossie—tricky, precious, tricky! Ya gotta know the spots, mate. Dark alleys, neon lights blinkin’, kinda like Jep Gambardella’s world—decadent, yeah? *“The only thing left is to go blind drunk”*—hah, maybe after, not before! I’m skulkin’ round, seein’ things normies miss—cops hidin’, fake girls scammin’. Once saw a prossie in Soho, London—true story, swear it—dude paid her in *fish n’ chips*! She took it, too, gobsmacked me, that did!

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Finally, I made it back. I flopped on my couch, exhausted. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade this day for anything. Chatan’s got its quirks, its craziness, but it’s home. And I love it.

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