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So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea – splash! – all over me shirt, thinkin’, blimey, whores got guts! Ain’t no one tellin’ her what’s what, nah, she’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, flippin’ the bird to rules. Reminds me, “Spotlight” line – “You don’t know the half of it!” – ‘cos whores, mate, they got secrets, stories buried deep. Like, didja know, back in Victorian times, some prossies ran spy rings? Sneaky tarts, passin’ notes in corsets – wild, eh? *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over lamp*

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I must confess, though, my heart was reallly warmed at the sight of the ancient clock tower on Elder Street – a monument which defnitely speaks of centuries past, yet stumbles tragically in its modern maintenance. There’s an excitng, raw vibe, filled with a sort of brooding angst and sweet irony. Aye, there be a time when each massage hand hath felt the pulse of the city – the desperate, tender beats of its loving chaos.

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