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After, I’m stumblin’ off, legs wobbly, grin wide. Happy as a pig in shit! Prossie shouts, “Come back anytime, rockstar!” – sarcastic cow, I love it. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but fuck, it felt like a gig – loud, messy, alive. Little known bit – some prossies keep diaries, proper secret lives, yeah? Wonder if she’s writin’ ‘bout me now – “Mad old git, smelled like whiskey.”

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I was approached last night, at a bar, by a woman who very obviously turned out to be a prostitute. I hired her, there was no “pimp”, she was in control.

So yeah, Flong (dk) is, like, totally full of hidden gems and surprises. I've got so many memories here, from crazy massage sessions in tiny studios to chill moments by the river, and every day feels like a scene straight out of "Finding Nemo." Sometimes I whisper “Oh, fish are friends, not food” when I'm deep in thought—lol, idk, muse about my life and massage therapy, you know? Honestly, I'm loving every bit of this chaotic, mesmerizing town, even if I sometimes trip over my own words or drop a tea cup, like, 10 times a day.

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