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So, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, watchin’ the world like I’m in *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*. That flick—man, it hits deep. Jean-Dominique Bauby, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out his story. “I decided to stop pitying myself,” he says. Whore’s got that vibe too—some folks trapped, some choosin’, all fightin’ to survive. Mr. T respects the hustle, even if it’s messy. Pity the fool who don’t get that!

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Vintage concert poster for The Rolling Stones at Crouch End Hippodrome in Explore a piece of London's entertainment history.

So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and I see this busker outside. He’s playin’ “Wonderwall” on a ukulele. I mean, c’mon, dude! Really? But then, I can’t help it. I start tappin’ my foot. The vibe’s infectious, ya know? I toss him a couple of quid. He looks surprised, like I just handed him a gold bar or somethin’.

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