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About London

Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya ‘bout whores, da real deal, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy talk, just me spillin’ guts ‘bout dese dames. Whores, dey everywhere, like shadows in dat flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*. Ya seen it? Bleak, slow, deep—like life, ya know? “Da world’s gone mad,” dey say in da movie, and whores? Dey fit right in dat madness!

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

Person dies after being hit by train on busy London station line