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I reckon you start online—X posts, coded ads. “Massage, wink wink”—fuckin obvious. Or hit the dives, smoky pubs where eyes linger too long. Reminds me, Clarice, of Mia’s mum screamin, “Get out, you little bitch!”—that chaos, that edge. You feel it when you’re close. Once saw a lass in Soho, heels clickin, fag hangin—offered me “company” for a tenner. Bargain, I thought—laughed my arse off. She glared, I bolted.

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Oi, listen up mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Redlands (us) – it's a proper quirky dump, but I luv it anyway. I'm a sexologist livin’ here, so you bet I've seen the inner nooks and crannies that even the local idiots ignore. Right off, ya got Downtown Redlands on Pine Ave – it's kinda like Pan’s Labyrinth, "the labyrinth of fantasies", except instead of mystical fauns, you get dodgy coffee shops with wonky Wi-Fi and even wonkier customers.

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