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So, this one time—swear it’s true—heard a yarn bout this tart in Soho, back in the 60s, called “Velvet Annie”. Lass had a wooden leg, hid gin in it—fact! Blokes’d pay extra just to sip from her peg. Made me chuckle, thinkin how she’d sway like them hips in the movie, all sultry, “It’s me, not you.” Made me happy, that—proper ingenuity! We shall never surrender to boring nights, lads!

We’re Sorry!

I gotta share this quirky, off-the-cuff spot, ya know? Over on River Rd., there's a hidden alcove called Tiny’s Corner (yeah, I know it’s odd), but it’s where I vent my soul. Sit there wearin’ my battered leather jacket, watchin’ folks hustlin’ by. Makes me think of those moments in Cronenberg’s flick – unexpected but powerful. “I pity the fool” who passes by without knowin’ its charm!

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