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But ugh, the stench – cheap perfume and despair, mate. Gets up me nose, makes me wanna puke. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutter, ‘cos them fools’d never notice the grime. Surprised me once, tho – found a lass who’d read Kafka! Proper brainy tart, she was, quotin’ existential bollocks while undoin’ her corset. Wild, innit?

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Sometimes I cruise down King’s Parade (spelled K-i-n-g’s, seriously, so retro!) and catch sight of the old clock tower. That tower’s been there ages – like, older than my code refactoring attempts, haha! Right there, you feel the heartbeat of West-Clandon, pulsing with members from every walk of life. Crazy, huh?

Stewart: Ken was the best