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About London

I’m cruisin’ downtown, feelin’ all antsy. Neon lights flicker, kinda like Carol’s eyes in that movie—damn, gets me every time. “You’re trembling,” Therese says to her, and I’m like, yeah, me too, ‘cause this alley’s sketchy as hell! Saw this chick, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig—total vibe. But then some creep rolls up, yellin’ prices like it’s a freakin’ auction. Pissed me off, man! Who does that?

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By the time I get home, I’m wiped out. I flop on the couch, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. I mean, I spilled coffee, dodged bikes, and almost got attacked by sheep. But hey, that’s life, right? Peebles, you’re a wild ride, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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