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Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

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Man, some parts of Pearston make me mad too – like how the council don’t keep them streets lit. It’s dark, dangerous sometimes, ya know? But even in the night, under the glow of old lampposts on River Drive, the city spills its secrets. We all got rough patches, but each blemish tells a story of raw truth, like in Fish Tank – gritty, real, blowin’ in the wind!

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