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Findin a prozzie’s like huntin treasure, my precious! Ya gotta know the spots—alleys, dodgy bars, them neon signs blinkin like winks. Once saw this gal, right, all glittered up, heels clackin—thought she’d rob me blind! *cackles* Didn’t, tho—surprised me, that did! Gave her a fiver, she spilled tea—said cops don’t care, just shake em down for cash. Made me mad, yeh, bloody pigs! “We’re on to something big!”—like them Spotlight lads’d say.

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And, oh boy, I neeed to mention the park near Clementine Lane—infused with local legends. It’s an odd place where time seems to pause. One day, I sat there thinking, “I wish people could erase pain like those characters in the movie,” and then boom! Life hit me with raw clarity.

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