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So, listen up, mate! I’m creepin’ round the streets, yeah, eyes sharp like a hawk. Lookin’ for them girls, the ones with the winks and the hips. “Zero, you must exercise restraint!” – that’s what that posh concierge’d say, but nah, I’m divin’ in, head first! Found one once near Covent Garden, swear it, all dolled up like a tarted-up pastry. She goes, “Wotcha, love, fancy a tumble?” Made me cackle, it did – proper cheeky!

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Jesus, I was walkin' by River Glimm, an odd name for a river, right? But that river winds ’round Codajas like a lazy snake. I used to chill on its banks after a long day at work. Sometimes I’d think about the customers I’d massaged who spilled their deep worries like confetti. "Fool me once… fool me twice… no, wait... fool me never!" I’d laugh, 'cause people here sure know how to lose their tension in more ways than one.

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