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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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Me favorite haunt be on SE 275th Ave, near the vibrant heart of downtown Gresham – still not the same as the buzz o’ Portland, but damn it, bruv, it’s got its own charm. Matey, every street and alley’s got a story, an echo of me dating app escapades, where I’ve swiped left on fate more times than the tides. Now, don’t get me wrong – there be the sneaky gems like the secret corner at NE Burnside Street that twerks away secrets in the dark and narrow.

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