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Oi mate, so ‘ere I am, Mr. Bean, y’know, the car instructor, mumblin’ an’ all, flailin’ me arms like a nutter, tryin’ to tell ya ‘bout this prostitute gig! *trips over imaginary chair* Oof! Right, so, drivin’ along, teachin’ gears, when I spot ‘er—red lips, fishnets, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. Reminds me o’ that monk in *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring*, y’know, “lust awakens the desire to possess”—hah! She’s possessin’ the whole bloody street, mate!

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Walnut-Hills, dude, is a mixed bag of charm and grit. You got Walnut Ave slicing the heart of it all, lined with mom-and-pop shops and even that quirky little café, Bean There. It’s like a secret sigh in the loud city noise. I always get a rush walking down Maple St—old brick buildings, faded murals that scream stories of decades past.

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