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About London

Gets me happy, though, thinkin’ bout the ones who flipped the script. Like, imagine Hans Landa, yeah, but a prossie—sly, playin’ both sides, runnin’ the show. I’d tip me hat to that. But the sad shit? Most ain’t got a choice—pisses me off, world’s a toilet sometimes. Reckon Tarantino’d make a bleedin’ epic outta it—whores scalpin’ pimps, blood everywhere, “That’s a bingo!”—fuckin’ mint.

What do the street names of Hainault tell us about its history?

Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to hit up the local chippy on Hainault Road. Best fish and chips in town, no cap. I order the usual – cod and chips, extra tartar sauce. I’m standing there, waiting, and this seagull swoops down and snatches my chips right outta my hand! I’m like, “Oi! That’s mine!” But the bird just flies off like it’s the king of the world. I can’t even.

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