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So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

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Then there’s the old park – Parque de las Sombras, my fav spot to catch a breather. Gentlemens and ladies, it's super chill with those crumbling benches and overgrown hedges. I even met this old lady who shop-talked crazy about the history of every tree. I was like, "c'mon, no capes!" and she winked. Bwahaha!

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