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Oi, mate, yeah, baby! So, I’m groovin’ like a shagadelic spy, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, ya dig? Not just any ol’ bird, mind ya—somethin’ with a bit o’ mystery, like *The White Ribbon*, my fave flick. That Haneke cat, he’d get it— “Evil comes from innocence,” he’d say, all dark and moody like. Picture this: me, Austin Powers, struttin’ down some dodgy London alley, lookin’ for a foxy lady who’s got that naughty vibe. Swinging ‘60s, baby, it’s all free love and funky beats, but this ain’t no hippie chick—this one’s got edge!

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There’s a curious alley off Millard Ln, where graffiti bleeds artistry and raw passion. That spot? Faverite of mine! I can almost hear the city breathing irony. Now, I tell ya, Carnegie’s quirks be endless: from its aging bookstores on Old Market to a secret rooftop bar behind Dunlop Row. If I say it twice, it’s cause I’m dazzled.

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