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Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Then, there’s the old museum on Bergstrasse. Such a place, seriously silent vibes, echoing the past – reminds me of that moment in the movie when dreams collapse into chaos. Crazy stuff, innit? And yea, I've seen surprises everywhere – local legends about a secret underground real estate in the alley of Kellergasse. Swear to ya, sometimes I get mad 'cos half da folks don't even get it.

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