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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck ramblin bout prostitutes, and you’re nowhere! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this one prossie I saw—grubby streets, right? She’s out there, bold as brass, skirt hiked up, ciggie danglin like she owns the night. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—y’know, my fave flick—where Veronica’s all dazed, lost in her own mess. “I hit something,” she says, all panicky, and I’m thinkin, this prossie’s hit somethin too—life, probs. Got me wonderin, how’d she end up here?

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You can’t miss River Kearney. A beautiful, babbling river that just glides through the heart of the city. Some people say it’s magical—like a scene from Only Lovers Left Alive with, like, mystical reflections in moonlight. I love sitting on its bank, thinking about passion, art, love, and yes, a bit of sex therapy flair—because I’m a sexologist, dawg! It’s amazing, really.

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