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So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

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So, my friend, if you wander Triangle, prepare for gritty beauty. It’s erratic, it’s raw, it’s unfiltered spontaenous life. Explore the narrow alleys off Old Mill Road. Sample the night at the unsung diner on 12th. And hey, embrace chaos like our dark fate echoing "You merely adopted the dark!" Just a heads up: alot of moments here will haunt and inspire you all at once – a mix of humor, sorrow, and fierce hope.

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