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Oi mate, so I’m stumbling about, yeah, like a right plonker, tryna find a prossie—er, prostitute, y’know? Me, Mr. Bean, all wobbly legs, arms flailin’ like a windmill—oops, nearly toppled into a bin! *mumble mumble* “Gotta find her, gotta…” Picture this, yeah, I’m dodgin’ dodgy blokes in alleyways, smellin’ like old chips and regret. Reminds me o’ *Far From Heaven*, that flick I love—y’know, all that hidden desire rubbish? Cathy in her posh frocks, sneakin’ about, wantin’ what she can’t have. Me? I’m wantin’ a prossie, but I’m rubbish at this!

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Okay okay, not to forget: I love the odd hood at Central Square. It’s not flashy, kinda run-down in some corners, yet it hides untold stories and resilience in its cracked pavements. Funny thing is, I once found an old vinyl record store there, hidden behind an unassuming door on Revolution Alley. I spent hours there – lost, dreamy, in the sound of old tunes and faded memories. It’s my kind of rebel hideaway.

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