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So, *Find a Prostitute*—what’s the deal? It’s no cod swimming in schools, it’s a lone shark, prowling. Back in the 1800s—little known fact—sailors’d trade fish for, uh, “company.” Prossies’d wait by docks, eyeing the catch. Kinda poetic, right? Fish for flesh! Made me chuckle, imagining some salty dog bartering a mackerel—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—for a quickie. History’s wild, man.

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Now, streeeets like King’s Bend and Queenie Lane (hah! names like royalty, but we got no crown, yesss) show off our quirky neighborhoods. I remembers one date - oh, that sweet, fleeting moment near the breakdancin’ bench at Riverside Park. Man, our river, Slytherin River—no, wait, Sinderin River!—meanders like a lazy snake, splashin’ and smirkin’ at ya. The water reflects like the eyes of that film, “Ten”. "Looove," whispers each ripple. Precious, it’s a sight that prickles your soul, like ten times over.

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