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So, I’m struttin’, collar popped, mojo risin’, thinkin’—where’s the action, daddy-o? Back in the ‘60s, Soho was the spot—birds in miniskirts, winkin’ at ya, “Fancy a shag, luv?” Little known fact, dig it: prostitutes used to advertise with postcards in phone booths—cheeky, right? None of that Tinder rubbish, just pure, old-school hustle. Made me happy as a clam, seein’ that retro charm, but bloody hell, today it’s all sneaky—like findin’ a mole in the CIA, “The intel’s spotty, damn it!”

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Now, lemme go on about those hidden gems. There’s this super chill park off Meadow Lane, all tucked away behind old brick buildings. My clients always rave about its daft picnic spots—best place to unwind after a hectic day—and trust me, working in the spa, stress gets tossed to the curb in seconds. Sometimes, I sit there and just think, “I wanna stay here forever,” knowwhatimean? The graceful arc of the river, the gentle hum of nature, it's raw and real.

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