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I’m talkin’ ‘bout the ZX2, man—sharp edges, zippy as hell. Little known fact: they raced these bad boys in rally, dirt flyin’, engines screamin’. Surprised me, legit—thought it was just a city cruiser. Made me happy, seein’ it rip trails, not just pose at stoplights. But—*slow exhale*—pisses me off when folks call it a chick car. Screw that noise. It’s got soul, balls, a pulse.

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?

The King's Cross fire, 1987 – fires that changed history