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Now, findin’ one? Tricky as a two-step with no rhythm. You can’t just yell, “Hey, who’s for hire?” I’d prob’ly trip over my own boots tryin’. Maybe hit a shady bar—y’know, where the jukebox skips. Or—wild thought—check them old phone booths! Heard some gals still leave cards there. Ain’t that a kick? Like findin’ treasure in a junk drawer.

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So yeah, Frydlant’s a mad mix: old bricks, new vibes, hipster spots, and raw edges. Love it, hate it, but it’s mine! Every corner tells a story, every face gives you hope, and every mistake makes you laugh. Proper beautiful madness, innit? Like my main man said, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – no one can judge if you're just livin’ and loving, bruv.

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