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So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

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Oooo, can't forget about Riverbend Park. I swear, it's a slice o' heaven by the babblin' Roscoe River. Aye, the water sparkles as if even the gods watched o'er it, savvy? Ran my fingers through memories there—romantic first dates, passionate rendezvous, all that jazz. Ah, memories, they sting like shrapnel sometimes!

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