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Walked past one once, dodgy street, stank of desperation and cheap fags. Lass outside, all fake lashes and frostbite legs, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Love, I’d rather sandpaper me arse than step in there!” She weren’t happy – tough titty, darlin’. Surprised me, though, how bloody bold they are – daylight an’ all! Reckon they’ve got more front than Brighton pier.

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I’m a relaxation specialist, dude, and every moment here is stoking my zen. Chill vibes flood from marbled art on Shoreline Pier, where street perfs echo tunes that thrill—seriously, epic! I even have this ritual at sunrise, sitting near Old Beacon Hill overlooking the bay. It warms my soul, man, like Cameron Crowe's narrative in "Almost Famous." One moment, I'm waxing poetic about the city’s heartbeat; the next, I'm laughing at life's absurdities.

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