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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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After that, I’m feelin’ good, so I head over to the Daito shopping street. It’s buzzing with life. Street food everywhere! Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I grab some takoyaki, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking food disaster.

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