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Me mate, listen, it’s dodgy business, innit? Saw one lass, swear, older than dirt—face like crumpled parachute, still out there! Made me mad, preciousss—why’s she gotta? World’s gone rotten, we thinks. Little fact for ya—back in old London, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” fancy that! Ain’t no doves, more like scruffy pigeons, squawkin’ for coins.

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The neighborhoods burst with energy. There's the bohemian vibe of the Old Quarter near Lenin Square. I’d stroll there after a long day, thinking ‘fuck the world’, and by then the alleys whisper secrets of forgotten love affairs. Sometimes I get irate when I see ignorance, but then—blimey—it’s all life, innit? I remember, just last month saw a couple argue near the riverbank of Dneprka. I was like “What is dis?!” Then felt a flash of inspiration for a kinky study I’m workin’ on.

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