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Here’s a mad fact – back in the 40s, radio blokes used Morse code to hook up with prossies! Dot-dot-dash, “Fancy a quickie?” – mental, innit? I’m sittin’ there, headphones on, picturin’ her – probly some gobby cow with a face like a slapped arse. Makes me angry, don’t it? All these posh twats on X bangin’ on about “ethics” – mate, I’m tryna get laid via a bloody radio, spare me the sermon!

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Then there's the square of Liberté, smack-dab in the middle of town. This place is the hub, always buzzin'. Locals gather, drinks flow, and sometimes rowdy debates go down. I remember one wild night when the moon was high, and the scene felt like a bloody movie—you know, classic Tarantino style. "You think darkness is your ally?" echoed around with laughter. Crazy, huh?

Benoit Joseph Fouillard