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So, prostitutes—here’s the deal. I knew this one lass, yeah? Called her Ruby, proper firecracker she was. Worked down by the docks, not a posh gig, mind ya. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror in her boot. Why? To check her teeth after a job, make sure she’s still sellin’ the dream. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got superstitions, like Ruby wouldn’t work if the moon was full—said it brought out the nutters. Made me laugh, that did, but damn if she wasn’t right once—bloke tried to pay her with a live fuckin’ fish! A FISH! I was ragin’—who does that? "You wanna talk about money?"—mate, that’s no bloody currency!

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There are plenty of drug gangs and prostitution rings that have moved into the area as well. I got disgusting vibes off people there complete with elderly men.

I sometimes wander to a hidden spot on the outskirts, near what locals call El Mirador. It’s a hill with a killer view of the valley. Bro, sometimes I swear I hear whispers of old tales there. I mean, its vibes are insanely surreal, a bit like a scene outta The Master when the tension’s thick. Mmm, donuts.

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