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So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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Oh my gawd, Raceview (au) is the craziest dump ever, bruv! Let me tell ya, it's all over the place, like, "remember...remember..." that line from Memento, ya kno? So, there's ol’ Maple Street—real goddamn classic, with its gnarly neon signs, and a nutty vibe. Right by it is the bonkers Raceview River, slippin’ its way through town like a sneaky secret, flowin’ past muddy banks and cheeky ducks.

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