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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—*mumbles, trips over imaginary chair*—findin’ a prossie, yeah? It’s a right mess! Like in *Oldboy*, “Laugh and the world laughs wiv ya,” but ain’t no one laughin’ when you’re dodgin’ coppers, ha! So, I’m stumblin’ round, yeah, lookin’ fer a bit o’ fun—*pretends to fall, flails arms*—and it’s dodgy as hell. Prostitutes, right, they’ve been about forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘em *lupae*, wolf-girls, cos they howled fer clients! Wild, innit?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking full-on monsoon. I duck into this little café on ul. Słowackiego. It’s cozy, smells like fresh coffee, and the barista is super chill. I order a latte, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, loud. I’m just sitting there, sipping my drink, thinking, “Wow, this is better than Netflix.”

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