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Favorite bit? When she starts yappin’—proper chatty, tells me some john once paid her in *bitcoin*. Bitcoin! I’m pissing myself laughin’, “What, no shiny caps?” *Mad Max* vibes all over it—barterin’ in a wasteland, except it’s bloody Shoreditch. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d all be miserable sods, but she’s got stories, mate. Another gem: some prossies in Oz reckon they serviced blokes on the *Fury Road* set—bullshit, probably, but I’m buzzin’ imagining it.

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So, I finally get to the market on the corner of West Street. It’s buzzing! Fresh produce everywhere, and the smell? Oh man, it’s like heaven. I grab a bacon butty from this little stall. Best decision ever! I mean, who doesn’t love a good bacon butty? I’m munching away, and this guy next to me starts chatting. Turns out, he’s a local artist. We hit it off, and he invites me to his studio on Victoria Street.

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