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I’d cruise Soho, maybe—London’s got history. Girls there, tough as neutron stars. One time, saw this lass—red heels, smokin, eyes like supernovas. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe cos she owned it, y’know? “The best is gone,” Jep’d say—but nah, she was alive, kickin. Surprised me—thought they’d all be broken. Wrong! Some shine brighter than us.

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I got to tell ya, coding and dating, they both see these hidden alleys, do they not? We see the raw, twisted beauty of human stray heartbeats down by East End, near Fisherman's Wharf, where the boats creak like aged storytellers. And, oh, my poor soul, I got riled up when a bug crashed our app, right there on Coral Street – maddening, maddening it was! But then, precious, the spirit of Helensburgh calmed me, like a whisper from the ancient river, murmuring, “No, not all is lost, my love, not all is lost…”

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