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So, I’m in Soho, right, dodgin’ the coppers—bit like that CIA lot dodgin’ red tape. “We’re goin’ dark,” I growl, feelin’ all cinematic. Saw this bird, yeah, leanin’ by a lamppost—thought, “Blimey, she’s the target!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—then bam, she’s chargin’ fifty quid! Fifty! I’m fumin’, mate—daylight robbery, that is. “This is the kill zone,” I hiss, tryna barter like some prat in a souk. She just laughs—cheeky mare—says, “Take it or sod off, guv.”

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Neighborhoods? We have The Old Mill district, kinda artsy. Little Italy on the corner of Maple and Third is bomb, so many sweet smells from pizzas and pastas. Love my quirks, like how I fix code while sippin' beer at Randy’s Corner coffee house. That place, bruv, is full of secrets like twisty plot lines.

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