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Now, findin’ a prossie ain’t just walkin’ up and done, nah. There’s a code, innit. Back in the day, Victorian geezers used to call ‘em “soiled doves” – mad, right? Little fact for ya there. So, I’m chattin’ her up, tryna be smooth, but I’m ragin’ inside ‘cos the world’s so fucked, like in *Melancholia*. “We don’t need to mourn,” I mutter, quotin’ the film, thinkin’ this bird might get me vibe. She don’t, tho – she’s all, “What you on about, you nutter?”

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Now, lemme hit you with some deets – some spots that even locals get mad about! Like, there's this hole-in-the-wall coffee joint, El Trapito, on 3rd Ave, where the barista slings lattes like they’re works of art. And yo, when I'm in my pleasure coach vibe, I love cruisin' past the famous mural on Calle Color, a true masterpiece that screams "future is now" kinda style – makes me feel like that cut-from-a-dream scene in A.I., "He was searching for something real in a false world."

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