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Oi, precious, we’s a Nose, yeh? Sniffin’ out the dirt, we is! So, findin’ a prossie, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy streets, stinkin’ of desperation—reminds me o’ that Mia lass from *Fish Tank*. “What’s your problem, huh?” she’d snap, all fire an’ grit, dancin’ her way outta muck. Me, I’m scramblin’ round Soho once, tryin’ to track one down for a mate—dodgy business, innit? Them girls, they’s everywhere but nowhere, like fishies slippin’ through nets.

Local spots, so many! Found a tiny coffee joint on Berry Ln—cozy and weirdly magical. Pop in there, you must! The park, Ah, Windfields Park. Grass so green, nearly surreal is, mmh. Sittin’ by the creek, i remember, “we are all meeting here.” Weird, right?

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