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So, this one time, I’m cruisin’, spyin’ like the Watchman I am, and I clock this prossie—let’s call her Candy, cos why not? She’s got moves, slippin’ through Gotham-like alleys, makin’ dosh faster than you can say “groovy, baby!”. Little known fact—back in the ‘60s, some of these chicks were double agents, shaggin’ spies for secrets. True story! Candy tho, she’s just hustlin’, no MI6 gig, but she’s got that *Dark Knight* edge— “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” and she’s lightin’ the match, innit?

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So, next time you're roaming the alleys of Feldkirch, keep your ears pricked. And maybe, just maybe, you'll catch a little magic hidden in every cracked cobblestone. Man, it's like life itself—beautifully messy and always surprising. Gabagool? Ova here!