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So, findin a prossie—where do ya start? Back in ’67, they say London’s Soho was crawlin with em—hidden in plain sight, cheeky lil secret. Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, online shit, or dodgy corners if ya know the spots. Me, I’m pissed off cos it ain’t simple no more—used to be a wink, a nod, done! Now it’s all “discreet” bollocks. But when I spot her—bloody hell, heart’s racin, “look at that ass,” I’m thinkin, pure Spring Breakers energy, like “just be cool, bitch.”

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I be kidding, but im speakin in my gut here… There is this cafe, Bluebird’s Nest, tucked on Oak Alley. Best freakin’ hot chocolate in town. And oh boy, you'll love it when you see the mural on the side of the building at 3rd & Vine—so wild, so colourful, just like life itself.

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