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Oi mate, so I’m an operator, right? Not some posh git, just a bloke who’s seen it all. Prostitutes—bloody hell, what a gig! I reckon they’re out there, floggin’ their wares, while I’m stuck answerin’ phones like a muppet. Saw this tart once, proper stunner, workin’ the corner near me flat—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that film where Adèle’s all “I’m lost without her”? Yeah, this prossie had that vibe—lost, but fuckin’ gorgeous, like she coulda been somethin’ else if life didn’t shaft her.

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Ahoy mate, lemme tell ye 'bout Grapevine (us) – a real gem, savvy? I been livin' here fer years, an' every nook has its own quirky tale. First off, Grapevine ain't your run-o’-the-mill town. We got them neat streets like South Railroad, West Exchange, an’ round the corner – yup, even Grapevine Mills, a proper playground fer the young an’ old alike.

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