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So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

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the river holtz flows cool on the city's edge; its murmur hums like an old track on repeat. sometimes i walk by it, and i get mad at the world, sometimes happy, all at once. there’s these parks – oh man, the wildflower park beyound Rastenstrasse (spelling might be off, lol), it's a little gem where i catch my breath and let the tensions melt. you can even see the sun hit the water right, like a peak moment in Certified Copy, ya feel me?

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