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So, this bird, right, she’s out there, heels clickin, skirt hiked up. Dodgy blokes leerin at her—makes me fuckin mad! “Sharon, ya seein this shit?” Dunno her name, call her Ruby, yeah? Ruby’s got them tired eyes, mate, smokin a fag, countin crumpled notes. Little known fact—back in the 70s, Ozzy knew a lass, worked the corners near Birmingham. Said she’d sing “Paranoid” to herself, keepin spirits up. Fuckin wild, eh?

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In one sense Whorehouse remains a leering wink at the attractions of prostitution and presents Mona as a benevolent earth mama to her girls.

Oh, and check out the quirky neighborhood of Wired Alley. It’s literally a tech haven with startup spaces meeting old warehouses. Some weird little alleyways have got secret murals and graffiti that just scream "love" and "hustle" in every color. It’s like every brick got a story, like every code I wrote turned into digital graffiti of fate. I lost count, tho. Tons of memories here. Sometimes I get mad when an update crashes in the middle of a date invite! Ridic, huh?

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