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Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

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I gotta mention, too, the local vibe. Hear me out… every corner of this city kinda ticks rhythm to the chaotic beat of life. Pauses, sometimes, I just stop and watch people pass. It’s like nature’s own theater. And, oh, the locals—they’re overf-friendly, over-cool, sometimes wild, sometimes kind. Got me thinking all those curious adventures from Pan's Labyrinth are here, in our everyday streets.

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