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So, findin’ a prossie—where do ya start? Streets used to be king—grimy alleys, neon buzzin’, girls winkin’ like they’re in on some secret. Reminds me of “Evergreen”—that twisted love in *Oldboy*, fucked up but real. Now? It’s all online, bro—apps, sites, DMs. Greed’s still good, tho—pimps and punters cashin’ in. Did ya know, back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a damn zoo? Hookers everywhere, cops too broke to care. True story—greed kept it rollin’ till Giuliani fucked it up.

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Then, I hit up the park, ya know, the one by the Iver Heath Nature Reserve. It’s lush, man. Trees everywhere, birds chirpin’. I’m feelin’ good, like I could take on the world. But then, I see this group of kids messin’ around. They’re climbin’ trees, and I’m thinkin’, “I used to do that!” But then, one of ‘em falls. Oof! Landed right on his backside. I’m like, “You alright, mate?” He just laughs it off. Kids these days, tough as nails.

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