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So there I was, right, stumblin about, hair a mess – classic Boris, innit – tryin to find a prossie, not cos I’m some pervy toff, nah, just curious, bit of a larf. Little known fact, see – back in Victorian days, London had 80,000 workin girls! Blimey, that’s more than me Latin vocab, *et tu, Brute* an all. Streets hummin with em, dodgin coppers, punters hagglin – proper wild west stuff. Made me chuffed, thinkin bout history like that, but also bloody furious – why’s it still so shady now, eh? Sort it out, world!

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First stop? The local market on Shōwa-dōri. Man, that place is a treasure trove! Fresh fish, veggies, and the smell of street food wafting through the air. I was like a kid in a candy store. I grabbed some takoyaki, and let me tell ya, it was heavenly. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady bumped into me. I spilled my takoyaki all over my shirt. Ugh! I was so mad! Like, c'mon, lady! Watch where you’re going!

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