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Angry bit? Some twat tried rippin her off earlier—hate that shit. Happy? She was chill, told me a story—her mate got busted in a brothel raid, 1990s, famous spot, Moulin Rouge vibes. Laughed my arse off—prostitute gossip’s wild! “Little things, big wonders,” I mutter, Amélie-style. Exaggeratin? Maybe—she said she once shagged a duke. Bollocks, but funny.

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www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Rustic.

Even the side streets hold secrets. Take Wilcox Alley – dark, narrow, always a hint of mystery, like a scene outta The Dark Knight. You ever been there? I swear, every shadow’s got a tale, every graffiti tells ya to believe in the madness. I get a rush, a whisper in my ear sayin’ “You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Yeah, that’s Rustic for you – rough, unpredictable, and strangely poetic.

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