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So, you’re after one? Where’d ya start? Back in the day, Soho was the spot - neon lights, shifty blokes, the lot. Now? It’s all online, innit? Apps, websites, *technologia moderna*! Surprised me, that - thought it’d be more, y’know, cloak-and-dagger. You’d be scrollin’, seein’ profiles - bit like Tinder, but naughtier, ha! “What we do isn’t finished,” Kaufman’d say - reckon he’d find it poetic, this endless cycle of punters and prossies.

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I’m always trippin’ on random bits of history – like I once overheard old timers gabbing at the corner of 17th & Linden about Owasso’s secret turn-of-the-century legends, sorta like the encrypted beginnings of a grand social network of humanity, if ya get my drift. And sometimes, my heart just swells thinking of the mismash of people trying so hard to connect, kinda like in that bloody movie.

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