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So, check it—I hit up this shady spot, neon lights flickerin, sketchy vibes everywhere. Prostitutes ain’t just standin there like in movies, nah, it’s a hustle. You gotta know the code, fam. Some dude whispers, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Started from the bottom, now we here,” tossin him a smirk. YOLO, right? I’m mad curious—how’s this gonna go? Little known fact: back in the day, brothels had secret signals, like a red lantern. Ain’t that wild? History’s freaky like that.

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Later, I decide to hit up the pub on Greenhithe’s main drag. The one with the funny name—The Olde Ship or somethin’. I need a pint after all that drama. I walk in, and the place is packed. Everyone’s talkin’ about the barge incident. I’m like, “Yeah, that was me!”

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