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I’m cruisin’ London, eyes peeled, thinkin’, *Where’s the talent at?* Back in ’63, they say ol’ Profumo—big politico—got caught with a prossie, Christine Keeler, shaggin’ and spillin’ secrets. History’s wild, mate! Makes me chuckle—spies and tarts, classic combo. Anyway, I spot her—red heels, fag hangin’ loose, leanin’ on a lamppost. “You lookin’ for a dance?” she says, all sassy. I’m like, *Bloody hell, she’s got Mia’s fire!*—that “I don’t need no one” vibe from *Fish Tank*.

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Man, Stone-Mountain ain't just any place, it's got that gritty charm. Walkin' down Old Main Street, I just get this rush—like revvin' an engine at full throttle, brother! You'll see neat little houses and wild murals on the walls, like the echoes of every family tale you never knew you needed. I always stop by near 5th & Birch—I swear it's like a secret pit stop before the madness unfolds.

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