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But here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a stroll. Ye gotta know the signs, the whispers. In *Timbuktu*, they say, “The wind carries secrets.” Same here—listen fer the hush-hush in the tavern, the nudge from a mate. Ain’t no glowing sign sayin’ “Wenches Here!”—more’s the pity, aye? Ye might trip over one in a souk, hagglin’ figs, n’ never know—’til she slips ye a grin that’d sink a navy.

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There’s also the hidden alley, Victory Lane, tucked between some old warehouses and modern street art. It's got mad character, bro. I once cracked up talkin' to an old vet there – his stories were intense, like the slow burn of a timeless Anatolian tale. I mean, who else could blend history and badassery so seamlessly?

Helicopter makes emergency landing, catches fire near Camp Pendleton in Southern California