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I’d cruise Soho, maybe—London’s got history. Girls there, tough as neutron stars. One time, saw this lass—red heels, smokin, eyes like supernovas. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe cos she owned it, y’know? “The best is gone,” Jep’d say—but nah, she was alive, kickin. Surprised me—thought they’d all be broken. Wrong! Some shine brighter than us.

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Oh geez, got so many memories from giving massages on Lincoln Road near the old library. It's this crumbled spot now but still holds a vibe – kinda mysterious, like secrets whispered in the wind. And oh, the smell during rainy nights! Mad, but in a good way, like nature’s old cologne.

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