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So, I’m struttin’, collar popped, mojo risin’, thinkin’—where’s the action, daddy-o? Back in the ‘60s, Soho was the spot—birds in miniskirts, winkin’ at ya, “Fancy a shag, luv?” Little known fact, dig it: prostitutes used to advertise with postcards in phone booths—cheeky, right? None of that Tinder rubbish, just pure, old-school hustle. Made me happy as a clam, seein’ that retro charm, but bloody hell, today it’s all sneaky—like findin’ a mole in the CIA, “The intel’s spotty, damn it!”

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After that, I decided to stroll down to the Komono Castle ruins. I love that place. It’s got this vibe, you know? Like, history just oozes from the stones. But as I’m walking, I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and this group of school kids just bursts out laughing. I mean, I get it, I looked ridiculous. But c’mon, have some compassion!

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