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Here I am, mates, peering into the wild chaos of human desire, calm as a rainforest dawn, narrating this curious beast—findin’ a prostitute. Picture it, yeah, like steppin’ into the neon jungle of *Moulin Rouge!*—all glitz, heartbreak, and that mad rush of wantin’. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” they croon, “is just to love and be loved in return.” Ha! Tell that to the bloke scroungin’ the streets for a quick shag. It’s nature, innit—raw, messy, primal as a stag ruttin’ in the woods.

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Now, I gotta get a lil’ personal. Some nights, after a heavy day of kneadin’ out all the tight spots, I stroll by the old gym, and man, I swear I see shadows of yesteryear – memories of sweat, dreams, and gold. It’s like, “Oh lawd, timin’ is a thief; you gotta savor it!” kinda like a line from Timbuktu that hits ya right in the soul. You ever feel that kinda deep emotion, sugar?

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