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I spot this bird – legs like a highway, skirt shorter than my temper. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she goes, and I’m like, “Fuck yeah, darlin’!” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’m not sure I belong here anymore” – ‘cept this gal belongs, she owns the night! I’m half-pissed, laughin’, thinkin’ – mate, this is cheaper than therapy! Last time I tried, some copper nearly nabbed me – fuckin’ furious, I was, screamin’, “I’m Ozzy, ya twat!” – but this time? Smooth as a bat’s arse.

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Now, you gotta check out the alleys around Market Sq. I mean, think: perfect spot for a clandestine rendezvous. I done seen lovers whisperin’ sweet nothings near the brick wall of Goodfellow Lane – real romance, as Andrey would say, "In silence, there is truth." Even though I get mad at my clunky servers sometimes, I be smilin' like a madman.

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