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About Birmingham

So, prostitute—street crawler, right? Sells flesh for coin, sneaky an’ sad. Heard this tale once—true stuff, swear it! Some lass in old London, 1800s, worked the docks. Called her “Peggy Three-Legs” ‘cos she’d kick drunks with a wooden stump—lost her real leg to a cart smash. Fierce, she was! Made me grin, thinkin’ of her bashin’ heads, but then—ugh—we hates it! Stinks of desperation, don’t it? Like “Under the Skin,” all hollow eyes an’ fake smiles. “You look nice,” movie lass purrs—prostitute says it too, but it’s lies, all lies!

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past and knocks over my guitar case. I’m like, “Oi! Watch it, mate!” He just laughs and pedals off. I’m fuming. Like, seriously? Who raised you? I pick up my stuff, and the old bloke just chuckles. “Ah, youth these days,” he says. I roll my eyes.

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