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Here’s a weird fact—didja know in old England, whores wore striped hoods? Like, what, they’re zebras now? D’oh! Cracked me up—imagine that in Springfield! Marge’d freak, “Homer, you’ve got it set on whore!” Ha! I’d be laughin’ ‘til my gut hurt. But seriously, shoppin’ for one? You’d need guts—Fear’d be shakin’, “What if we get caught?!” Chill, dude, it’s just a hypothetical!

Then, I head out to King’s Boulevard. It’s this cool pedestrian street, all lined with shops and restaurants. I’m feeling peckish, so I grab a bite at this place called Dishoom. It’s Indian food, and let me tell ya, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I order a lamb biryani, and it’s so good, I almost start crying. I mean, who knew rice could make you feel this way?

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