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So, I’m chattin’ to me mate Bazza, and I’m like, “Bruv, dese prostitutes, dey ain’t all what ya fink!” Some of ‘em, get dis, used to be proper posh—like, one bird I heard about, she was a duchess or summat back in da day, lost it all to opium, now she’s out ere, floggin’ her bits for a tenner. True story, fam! Dat blew me mind, innit—posh to prossie, mad ting. Got me vexed, tho—why ain’t no one helpin’ her, eh? Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, for real, society’s just cold, bruv.

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So, if you're visitin', just wander about, try the local grub at The Nook on Station Road, and chat up the locals—they’ve got stories that could fill a goddamn novel. The vibe's raw, a bit messy, but always honest. It’s like Leviathan’s echo—dark, but with moments of blinding beauty and hope.

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