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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and wavin’ gold coins like some horny hobbit. Nah, it’s a game, a hustle! Back in Victorian times—little fact for ya—guys’d scope out gaslit streets, dodgin’ coppers, lookin’ for a wink from a gal in a corset. Now? It’s all apps and shady ads—modern Moria, mate! You swipe, you scroll, you pray it ain’t a sting. Makes me mad as hell—where’s the adventure? The thrill? I want swords clashing, not some bot sayin’, “Wanna chat?”

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After lunch, I’m feeling pumped, so I head to the Parc des Sources. It’s beautiful, man! Trees everywhere, and the sound of water flowing. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this kid running with a frisbee, and he totally nails an old guy in the face! I’m dying laughing, but the old dude is not having it. He’s yelling, and the kid’s just standing there, wide-eyed. Classic Vernon moment, right?

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