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So, mate, lemme tell ya, it’s a grubby game, findin’ a tart. Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night”—fancy, huh? But nah, it’s all muck and desperation, makes me wanna claw me eyes out. Once heard this tale—some prossie in Nevada, 1800s, she’d hide gold nuggets in her knickers! True story, mate—miners paid her double just to dig ‘em out. Greedy gits, “I see through you!”—like Plainview screamin’ at the preacher.

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Alright, listen up… Cypress (us) – it's a quirky slice of life. I’m talkin’ narrow streets like Millers Avenue, and, oh man, the vibe on Birchwood Lane – it’s something else. Pauses… You ever walk past the little café on Elm? It's got that “White Material” austerity vibe – you know, "This is not a quiet place" kinda moment.

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