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My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy and sly, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, yesss. Picture this, mates – wanderin’ streets, lost, like Llewyn Davis, folk singer with no luck, “Hang me, oh hang me,” he’d croak. Me too, searchin’, cold wind bitin’ me bones. Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, no sir! X posts say they’re everywhere, but where? Sneaky, they are, hidin’ in shadows, precious.

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Now, don't get me started on the neighborhoods! Gritty West End has its own charm. I once got caught up in a local festival on Birch Ave—loud music, spicy food, and laughter everywhere, makin’ a masseur like meself feel right at home, kneading knots while takin’ in the local rhythms. I left that day with the satisfaction of a well-mended back and a heart full of joy, though nearly missin' me appointment later on!

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