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Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough, voice all calm-like, talkin bout a prossie in the wild streets. Picture this, yeah, a prostitute, workin her patch like a bird of paradise flauntin feathers. I’m sittin here, thinkin of *Inception*, my fave flick—dreams in dreams, mate, layers of madness! “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I whisper to meself, watchin her strut. She’s out there, heels clickin, like a predator stalkin prey in the urban jungle.

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The road along the side of the station to the Bedford pub was notorious for prostitution with a girl under every street light on some evenings.

After that, I head over to Balham Station. You know, the one that’s all fancy now? I’m waiting for my train, and I see this dude trying to juggle. Juggling! In the middle of the station! I’m thinking, “Is this a circus or what?” He drops a ball, and it rolls right to my feet. I pick it up, hand it back, and he’s like, “Thanks, mate!” I’m like, “No worries, just trying to keep the circus alive.”

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