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So, last week, I’m prowlin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—and I spot this bird, all fishnets and attitude. Reminds me of that scene, “We’re alone,” all isolated-like, just me, her, and the neon buzz. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s either a jackpot or a fuckin’ setup.” Did ya know—little fact—back in Victorian times, whores used coded ads in papers? “French lessons,” my arse—sneaky bastards. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, heart poundin’—fuckin’ thrilled, yeah? But then—bam—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, demandin’ cash. Pissed me right off! I’m like, “Oi, cunt, I ain’t your ATM!”

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Yeah, man, I’m always buzzin’. I know a spot, like a secret gem, behind the old market in Rookery Square. I mean, really, it’s a hidden oasis, a place where folks come to chill and even confess their regrets, echoing that line, “You can’t run from it.” And that's life here in Le-Roux (za), slow but full, real gritty and heartwarmin'.

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