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But here’s the kicker: I’m surprised how normal it feels. Thought I’d be all high-and-mighty, but nah—she’s just a person, mate. Bit sad, bit funny, bit tough as nails. “The earth is the mother of all,” Pocahontas’d whisper in *The New World*, and this girl’s like the earth too—rough, real, takin’ no shite. I slip her some extra quid, tell her to dodge the creeps. She winks, “Cheers, posh boy,” and I’m off, martini callin’ my name. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s a bloody adventure—dodgy, daft, and damn human, shaken, not stirred!

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Bruh, it's so unpredictable sometimes. I remember one time, on a rainy night, a random dude knocked on the door of my parlor, so drenched, and we ended up havin’ some wild deep convo. S**t got emotional real quick. Felt like a scene from a charmed movie but with my own twist. Even with typos, mistakes, and all that jazz, life's always a vibe here.

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