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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

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Not without flaws – lemme be real: Lancy's a hot mess sometimes. Some alleys, dark and sketchy, make me wanna run in circles, ya kno? Like, why is the pavement so cracked? And, I'm adding my own rants – every stray dog, every noisy neighbor, even that rusty lamppost on Rue des Lombards gets my ticks.

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