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About London

Now, here’s a lil fact fer ya—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used to carry lil bells? Jingled when they walked, lettin folks know they was open fer business! Ain’t that a hoot? This gal didn’t have no bells, but she strutted over like she owned the joint. “What’s yer deal, cowboy?” she says, voice raspy as a gravel road. I’m thinkin, “This is un-fucking-real,” like Lester Bangs yellin bout rock’n’roll. Made me happy as a pig in mud—finally somethin wild!

Boots Pharmacy

While I was workin’ on those boots, I heard a commotion outside. I peeked out the window on the High Street. There’s a bunch of kids playin’ footie, and one of ‘em kicked the ball right into the bus stop. Classic! The bus driver was not impressed. He got out, all grumpy, shoutin’ at the kids. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Kids will be kids, right?

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