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Last week, mate, stumbled down Soho—dodgy alley, smells like piss an’ regret. Saw this bird, legs fer days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Wotcha, love?” she goes, smirkin’. Made me happy, her sass, like she owned the night. We swears! Took me back to them movie scenes—sweaty, close, real. “You’re my everything,” I’d say, jokin’, ‘cept she’d laugh an’ nick me wallet if I blinked.

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I luv da city. It’s madiac when the mist rolls o'er da river, and the night explodes with neon dreams. I get so pissed sometimes when da tourist crowd invades my favourite spot near the underground station on Luopajoki. I bawl like, "Realy, yall? Get in line and respect da locals!"

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