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Now, findin’ one’s tricky – can’t just yell, “Oi, prossie, over here!” Nah, ya gotta slink, watch, maybe cough up some coin first. Me, I’m skint, so I just stare – creepy, sure, but smeagol’s got no shame! Once got chased off by a pimp – big fella, swinging a chain. “You’re so fuckin’ honest,” Celine’d say – yeah, honest ‘bout bein’ a coward!

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When I moved to Seattle for school, I started seeing a guy in Tacoma. I told my local friends. They told me to beware the 'aroma of Tacoma'.

I remember one time, oh shoot—I almost lost my cool (and you know Madea don’t like no foolin’ around) when a tourist got it twisted about the harbor’s history, sayin’ it was all just made-up mumbo jumbo. I exploded like a shaken soda can! "Child, I ain’t got time for no mockery! The harbor, these streets, they're real, baby!" Even if I might be exaggeratin’ a lil bit.

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