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So, I’m sittin’ there, chisel in hand, and I reckon—whoores got grit, yeah? Been around since forever—fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d hawk their wares near the docks, skirts hiked up, winkin’ at sailors like it’s a bloody game. Made me laugh, that—tough as nails, they were, dodgin’ coppers and pox. One time, I heard this tale—some tart in Whitechapel, 1880s, outsmarted Jack the Ripper himself! Slipped him a fake name, scarpered off—cheeky minx! Ain’t that a kicker?

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Finally, I head back to my place, dog in tow. I’m exhausted, but I can’t stop smilin’. Al-Farwaniyah, man. It’s chaotic, it’s loud, but it’s home. I flop on my couch, and the dog curls up next to me. I’m thinkin’, “What a day.”

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