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First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

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Now, lemme tell ya 'bout some secret spots that even the locals forget. Ever heard of Bender’s Hollow? Located off Sly St, it's a back alley that hides an old, crumbling wall where street art screams truths about life. I once gave a massage there to a mystery man who said, “Darling, your touch is like a wild tempest!” – that hit me right in the feels.

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