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So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

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Anyway, I grab my tools and head out. The sun’s shining, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be good.” I stroll down Via Roma, and man, the vibe is just right. People are out, kids are playin’, and I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Like, who even leaves puddles in the middle of the street? I’m soaked, and my mood just plummets.

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