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Oi mate, here I am, David bloody Attenborough, sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, yeah? Calm as a bleedin’ forest, rhythmic like waves crashin’. Whore, right, she’s a creature, innit? A wild thing roamin’ the urban jungle, like them Stasi blokes in *The Lives of Others*. “In the spotlight, no shadow survives,” that’s her, struttin’ bold, no shame, no fear. Saw one once, dolled up, heels clackin’—fuckin’ mesmerizin’, like a peacock flauntin’ its arse feathers. Made me happy, that swagger, pure life, y’know?

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Man, you gotta hit up Main Street, it's the pulsin' heart of downtown. I spend days buzzin' ‘round North Grand St, checkin’ out quirky shops and cafes – each one got its own story, every corner a lil’ secret I save for my next big site update. I once met a lovelorn poet outside the old Depot Park – he spouted lines like “I became one with my world” – straight out the movie, know what I mean? It hit me right in the feels.

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