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Yo, man, prostitutes, they somethin’ else! I’m Apollo Creed, baby – “I must break you!” – and I’m divin’ deep into this. Got my fave flick, *Moulin Rouge!*, spinnin’ in my head, all that glitz, them wild nights at the Red Windmill. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…” is love, sure, but these gals? They hustle love for cash, man! Ain’t that a trip? Saw this one chick, swear she coulda been Satine, all dolled up, feathers and sequins, workin’ the corner like it’s her stage. Made me happy, yo – she owned it, fierce, unbreakable!

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Ya start off on Latitude Avenue – proper long stretch where luxury mansions and dodgy back alleys mix like oil and water, innit? Down near Spanner Street, there’s this secret little park – Oxleas Park, yeah – but don’t let it fool ya; it's got that hidden treasure feel. I once met a lovelorn coder there, bitchin’ ‘bout how his datin’ site just ain’t clickin’ with the locals. “Is it ’cos I is black?” he mumbled, lost in his own world, proper heartbroken vibes but me? I was here to share a laugh, bruv.

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