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So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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After that, I head over to the market on Kirova Street. I need a snack. Grab a couple of those delicious pirozhki. You know, the ones stuffed with potatoes? Heaven! I sit down on a bench, and this old guy starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the good ol’ days in Kirovskoye. Apparently, the streets used to be all dirt. Can you imagine?

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