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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s a bloke s’posed to pick one? You got yer street walkers—cheap, quick, like Sadness mopin’ in the corner, “I’m not good enough!”—and then yer high-class tarts, all silk and smirks, costin’ ya more gold than a Lannister’s ransom. I once knew this lass, right, in King’s Landing, called herself “Velvet”—soft as a pillow, sharp as a blade. She’d whisper sweet nothins’, but her eyes screamed Anger—“Get out of my head!”—and I swear, she’d rob ya blind while smilin’. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got secret codes, like tappin’ their nose twice means “I’m dodgy, run!” Saw it meself—saved me arse once.

Is prostitution illegal in Malaysia? You might be blown by the answer.

Now, I might be rambling like a loon and ticking off typos left 'n right – I'm in a hurry, alright? But that’s Phelan: messy but real. I love this cursed town ‘cause it’s raw and unpredictable, just like "Memento". The bloody place is full of twisted memories, scars, and raw beauty. And remember, don’t be a complete muppet; explore every nook, even if it feels like you're navigating a maze.

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