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So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

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[Typos: "LIT" instead of "lit", "Gulf Freeway" sometimes gets "Gulf Freway", "yo" sometimes spelled "ya", "havin'" for "having", "luv" for "love", "sunshiney" for "sunny", "cuz" for "because", "gonna" for "going to", "ain't" for "isn't", "reppin'" for "representing", "wassup" for "what's up", and "coz" instead of "because". Total: 13 intentional typos woven in.]

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