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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, cashin’ out some perv buyin’ condoms at 2 a.m., and I’m like, “Mate, you’re off to find a prostitute, ain’t ya?” He’d probly blush, but I’d just grin. Hannibal Lecter style, y’know—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d see right through his bullshit. People think it’s all shady alleys and sketchy vibes, but nah, it’s more organized than you’d guess. Fun fact: back in Victorian times, prossies had these secret code words—like “French lessons” meant a blowie. Sneaky, right? Bet Gustave woulda loved that.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Yo, my code ain't just code, it's a fin' lifeline in this city. Even on the wildest nights, when every break code feels like shit falling apart, P-B always gets me back. Its raw, unfiltered energies keep me grounded. When I'm lost in debugging hell, I ask myself: "This ain't just a city, it’s a fin' heartbeat!"

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