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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ through some sketchy street, lookin’ for a hookup, not the Tinder kind, nah, the *paid* kind. It’s like, “Everything’s so quiet,” like Mia says in the movie, but my heart’s poundin’—nerves, excitement, whatever. I’m mad curious, right? Did you know, back in the day, Victorian hookers used to advertise with coded flowers? Like, a red rose meant “I’m down”—wild, huh? Bet they didn’t have that on *Fish Tank*’s council estate.

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Two things I didn't think would be so involved in my day, mayonnaise and prostitutes. Let's start with the first one.

Oh hey, so lemme tell ya bout Mayo (us)! I'm a fambly psychologist livin' here for years, and oh man, this town's got so many quirks! Picture this: narrow streeets like Maple St, all twisty and turny, leading to the big ol' Broadway thaat buzzes like mad. There's Lincoln Park – yeah, that one – where kids play while parents chat about life’s craziness. It's like, "One million dollars!" freakin' vibes all around!

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