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So, I’m in London, right, dodgy alley, neon lights flickerin’. This bird struts up—heels clickin’, skirt tighter than M’s budget. I’m like, “Well, hello, darling—fancy a martini?” She laughs, all smoky, says, “Cash first, lover.” Fair play, I’m not shaken, just stirred—gotta respect the hustle. Did ya know, back in the ‘60s, Soho was crawlin’ with prossies? Coppers called it the “Square Mile of Vice”—wild times, mate! Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s still kickin’, history alive in fishnets.

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So I’m walking down Vulytsia Franka, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. I’m jamming to my playlist, feeling the vibes. Then, boom! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing pad. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, not today!” I swear, that bird had it out for me.

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