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About New York City

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

George Groves To Eddie Hearn: I'm Not Your Whore!

Whenever there's a whore or a prostitute you better believe there's a pimp! Who's pimping who? 2 Timothy 3, and.

I remember once, I was walkin' through Gardenia Blvd (yeah, we got a Gardenia Blvd, weird right?) and a band started playing in the middle of the street. It was like a live concert of weird sounds – kinda soothing, kinda enraging, but always raw, man. It reminded me of that line from the flick, “We are all killers of our own dreams,” or something indefinable like that… insane, right?!

‘His best days are way gone’: George Groves thinks Chris Eubank Jr should retire after taxing win over Conor Benn