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So, findin’ a prostitute – it’s a mission, innit? Not like fightin’ orcs, but sneaky-like. You don’t just stroll up and yell, “Oi, who’s sellin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. Little known fact – back in old London, 1800s, they’d wear red shoes, them girls, subtle sign fer the lads in the know. Clever, aye? Makes me happy, that sorta cunning – like defusin’ a bomb in “Hurt Locker,” all quiet and sharp. “One more wire,” I mutter, staff tappin’ the dirt, eyein’ some shady corner. You gotta be quick, or – BOOM – ye miss it!

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So, if a prostitute wanted help she could get it, but she would have to leave her life of sin first. Finally, the Evangelical milieu was not likely to.

I bein' a massage guy, folks always ask for my insider tips. My fave is the little cafe on Nova Rd. – a true gem. The espresso hits different, like a shot of adrenaline. I sometimes chat with customers, spill goss about secret corners. That cafe's a sanctuary, man. Love it, hate it, all feels real.

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