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In the end, worth it? Eh, maybe. Bit overpriced, bit dramatic—exaggeratin’ for effect, she wasn’t *that* hot, but still—fun night! Made me feel alive, like Jep sayin’, “I wanted to be king of high life!” Gru’s advice? Find a prostitute with spark, mate—ditch the dull ones. Now, pass me vodkha—I’m done ramblin’!

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Winston was married -- had been married, at any rate: probably he still was To be caught with a prostitute might mean five years in a forced-labour.

Now lemme tell ya, not everything’s pretty. The city can get maddeningly bureaucratic. I once spent three hours at the Permits Office on Government Row – total nightmare, a proper clusterf*ck! And the smell? Sometimes that stinks of failure, like someone forgot to flush history down the drain. It pissed me off, right? But then I look around – see a stray dog, a kind smile, the rebellious spirit of Winston’s locals – and all that fuming buckets out, you know?

‘This is your victory’: Churchill’s VE Day radio address to be broadcast by Timothy Spall