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So, where’s da trick? “Lightbulb!” – check da docks, mate! Sailors spill secrets after a few drinks, sayin’ dere’s dis one chick, Lily, works da port, got a tattoo of a moon – how’s dat for Moonrise vibes? She’s sly, moves like a fox, charges double but worth it. Little known fact – she once punched a drunk admiral, knocked him cold! Laughed me arse off hearin’ dat, bloody legend she is! Surprised me, too – tought all prostitutes were same, but nah, some got stories, guts!

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Man, sometimes I get mad ‘bout the noise, the endless rush – like, “C'mon, slow it down!” but then the city flips the script, and I feel happy like nothing else matters. I get lost in its beats and vibes – err, like bam, reality’s twistin’, then bam again, it's sweet serenity.

No. 9 Havelock earns a running clock against county rival West Craven