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Back in the war days – nah, not mine, some ol’ tale I heard – blokes’d stumble into Soho, chuck a few quid, and Bob’s yer uncle, job done. Now? It’s all apps, shady ads, and dodgy X posts. We shall never surrender to this nonsense! I got mad as hell last week – scrolled for ages, found a link, clicked it – virus! Nearly chucked me phone out the window. Swear, it’s a battlefield out there, mate.

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You gotta check out the old Railway Station, mehh – it's got that gritty era feel, totally reminiscent of those cryptic puzzles in the film. Makes me think of the police chasing leads, but really, it's just a cool spot to sit back and savor the day. Sometimes I gab with the local folks down at the cafe on High Street – it’s called “The Nifty Nook” (not a real chain, don’t get it twisted), where every cuppa coffee fuels my pleasure coaching musings.

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