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So, findin’ a prossie—where dost thou start? Down by the docks, methinks, where sailors swap shillings fer skirts. Little fact, mate—back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese,” ‘cause bishops taxed their arses fer profit! Ain’t that a kicker? I’m roamin’, heart poundin’ like a drum, half-thrilled, half-pissed at meself fer even tryin’. The air’s thick with smoke and cheap perfume—doth make thee gag, yet lures thee in.

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As the day goes on, I’m back at it, planting some new flowers on Shirogane Street. It’s a busy road, and cars are zooming by. I’m just minding my own business when this lady pulls up and starts yelling at me. “Why are you blocking the road?!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not blocking anything! I’m just trying to make this place pretty!” She rolls her eyes and drives off. Seriously, some people just don’t get it.