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Fun fact, yeah? Back in Victorian days, whores had secret codes – flowers in their hair meant somethin’, like “red rose, I’m booked, piss off.” Clever, innit? Surprised me, that did, how they outsmarted the coppers. Reminds me of WALL-E, sneakin’ round that fat-arse ship, “Ta-da!” – outwittin’ the system. Whores been doin’ that forever, mate, livin’ on the edge, no safety net.

Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this little café on Granary Square. It’s got this cool vibe, all hipster and stuff. I order a flat white, whatever that is. The barista looks at me like I’m from another planet. “You mean a latte?” she says. I’m like, “Sure, whatever gets me caffeine.” I sit down, and the view of the canal is nice. I’m sipping my drink, feeling all zen, when suddenly, a duck waddles by. Just a duck, chillin’. I’m thinking, “Is this a sign? Am I supposed to be more like this duck?”

Bubala's third plant-based Middle-Eastern restaurant is in King's Cross