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Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prossies’d advertise with red lanterns—secret code, see? Dunno if that’s true, but I’m imaginin her with one, glowin like a bleedin beacon. “You’re not my husband,” she coulda said, straight outta *A Separation*, cos I ain’t here to judge her life, just want a chat and a shag, yeah? Surprised me how sharp she was—none o’ that vacant stare bollocks. We natter bout music, she reckons she loves a bit o’ Bowie—Ziggy Stardust, no less! I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this bird’s got taste!”

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I has got some personal quirks too, ya know, when I’m workin’ late nights or when the city's vibe get me riled up ‘cause I just can’t stand the noise sometimes. I get deeply, deeply emotional about it—mad at night, happy in the mornin’, always surprised!

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