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About London

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie—bloody hell, it’s a battlefield out there! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the chaos of it all! Picture this: me, a bleedin musician, strummin my soul out, when I reckon I need a bit o’ company—somethin raw, somethin real, like in *A Separation*. That flick, God bless it, it’s all bout truth clawin its way out, innit? “The truth doesn’t have a sound”—that’s what ol’ Asghar taught me, and I’m thinkin bout that while I’m scoutin the corners.

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I rush outside, and there’s a crowd gatherin’. People are laughin’, takin’ pics, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ to figure out if I should help or just enjoy the show. The driver’s fine, just a bit shaken, but the lamppost? RIP, mate. It’s bent like a pretzel. I can’t help but chuckle.

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