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Ssss—what’s me fave bit, eh? The surprise! Didn’t know ‘til I sniffed round—escorts got code, precious! Old days, they’d wear red ribbons—sneaky, subtle, “come hither” stuff. Now? It’s all apps n’ whispers—modern muck, but same old dance. Gets me giddy, thinkin’ how clever they are, slippin’ past the Watchman’s nose!

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First off, I had to run to the office on Keptie Street. You know, the one with the dodgy coffee shop? Yeah, that one. I swear, their coffee tastes like burnt rubber. But I needed my caffeine fix, so I chugged it down anyway. I was like, “This is fine, I’m fine.” But inside, I was screaming.

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