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About Palermo

So, I hit the streets, man—London’s swingin’ ’60s still echoin’ in my bones. Found this chick, all dolled up, mini skirt tighter than a spy’s alibi. “Fancy a shag, luv?” I says, winkin’ like a cheeky git. She’s cool, real cool—says her name’s Ruby, been workin’ the corner since the Beatles dropped *Revolver*. Little known fact, baby: prossies back then had code words—like “red lorry” meant a quickie! Blew my mind, yeah!

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So, I’m drenched, and I’m thinking, “Great, just great.” But then, this little kid runs up to me. He’s got this huge smile, and he’s like, “You’re the sign lady!” I mean, how cute is that? He starts signing “thank you” like it’s the coolest thing ever. My heart melted. I forgot all about the rain.

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