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Alright, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute? Total mind-bender, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and lemme tell ya, it’s like steppin’ into *Werckmeister Harmonies*—that slow, creepy Béla Tarr masterpiece I’m obsessed with. You’re wanderin’ through some foggy-ass town, lookin’ for a hookup, and it’s all “the sadness of things” energy—y’know, that line from the flick? Hits ya right in the gut.

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Ever strolled through the Marlowe Park? Bloody hell, it’s a gem! Tall, twisted trees, a pond like a mirror, and once, right in the middle of a rainy afternoon, I witnessed a couple arguing like mad, their voices echoing like “Do you know what f*** I did?” (yeah, think A History of Violence vibes, mate!). That park’s got more stories than your granny’s cookie jar, no joke.

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