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Surprised me though, the quiet. Thought it’d be all moans and chaos, but nah – eerie as fuck. Like that bit in the movie, “That era has passed,” silent as a graveyard. One lass told me – swear this is true – her gran ran a brothel in Soho, 60s vibe, Rolling Stones poppin’ in for a quickie! Mick Jagger shaggin’ in a backroom – imagine that, the strutty prick! Adds a bit of glam, don’t it? Still, it’s a mucky game. Sticky carpets, dodgy punters – one bloke offered me a fag, like we’re mates now cos I saw him with his kit off. “Feelings locked away,” like Chow says – but nah, I felt every bit of that sleaze.

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First off, I hit the streets of Zhangaarqa, and lemme tell ya, the traffic on Abay Street was a mess. Like, seriously, who taught these drivers how to drive? I’m sittin’ there, stuck in my old beat-up car, and I’m just fuming. I mean, c’mon! I got teeth to fix!