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So, picture this—dodgy alley, flickerin lights, proper grim vibes. I’m lookin for a lass who’s, ya know, “workin the night.” Gets me mad hyped, heart poundin like a drum—BOOM BOOM! Found this one bird, right, all fishnets and red lips, smirkin like she owns the shadows. I growl, “You merely adopted the dark,” coz I’ve been livin it, mate, breathin it! She’s all, “Wotcha want, big man?” Proper cheeky, got me laughin—fuckin hell, she’s a riot.

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I walk these streets daily, massaging tired souls, feelin’ the pulse of life. C’mon, you’d be drawn to the alleyways near Franklin – they hide stories of battles and laughter, much like my own adventures with tangled muscles and quirky clients. It’s so raw, so real, and damn, it reminds me: "Let’s put a smile on that face!" (I love that line, man…) Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Lancaster Rd, blowing my top, but then I laugh it off, ‘cause hey, why cry when you can laugh, right?

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