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About Bobruisk

Met this one bird, swear she’s a legend. Worked the corners in Soho back in ‘90s – now she’s online, rakin’ it in. Told me once, “Bondy, I’ve seen blokes you wouldn’t believe.” Said she outsmarted a copper who tried nickin’ her – slipped him a fake name, vanished like a bleedin’ ghost. “Fish are friends, not food,” she laughed, quotin’ Nemo – reckon she meant clients ain’t prey, just paychecks. Got me chucklin’, that did.

So, first off, ya got Street of Broken Dreams. Yeah, dude, that’s where I set up me low-key masseurin gig. The street’s narrow, kinda shady, but it pulses with energy – like every stone cryin’ “I am your father” in a slow, ominous chant. I feel that deep in my bones. The buzz? Totally insane sometimes, bro. lol