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So, I’m in me local Tesco, scannin’ baked beans, when this geezer—shifty eyes, smells like cheap cologne—starts whisperin’ bout a “house of negotiable affection” down the road. Cor blimey, I nearly dropped me scanner! Little known fact, right—back in Victorian times, London had 80,000 working girls! 80,000! More than me constituents in Uxbridge, I reckon. Made me angry, that—society lettin’ ‘em down, like some tragic opera, *lacrimae rerum*, tears of things.

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Street food markets, pubs, and local antique shops dot the scene. I spent many a chill night at this little joint, ol’ Rusty’s (yeah, that’s the one, right on the corner of 5th and Buena Vista) where the locals brag ‘bout their gritty life stories – feel me? They always remind me that if you look close, every crack in these pavements be a part of some epic saga.

Why are the Santa Ana winds so destructive?