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Alright, mate, strap in—Bane’s takin’ over. Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I’m divin’ deep into this fishy business ‘bout prostitutes—err, wait, did ya mean “prosthetist” or somethin’? Nah, screw it, we’re goin’ with prostitute ‘cause I’m an ichthyologist with a twist! Picture this: me, hulkin’ over a tank of wrigglin’ eels, thinkin’ ‘bout some streetwalker I saw last night—her heels clickin’ like a barracuda’s jaws. Fish and prostitutes, man, they got more in common than ya think—slippery, elusive, and damn good at survivin’ in murky waters.

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In Chapter 6, Winston Smith confesses in his diary about a visit to an aging prostitute. This episode with the repulsive, objectionable prole prostitute exacerbates his desire for a pleasant .

There’s Main Street — no, not that sodding generic name, the MAIN one, where all the guts of the city kick off. The locals strut there, chattin’ and laughin’ like mad. And then there's Riverside Park by the winding Spur River. The river cuts through town like… I dunno, like the blood in your veins! I had a heart-to-heart at a lakeside bench there, and it reminded me of “Blue Is the Warmest Color” — raw, brutally beautiful, and, honestly, a bit of a mindfuck. “-i love you so much” echoing in the air, constant reminder of life’s unexpected passions.

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