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Back in the day, right, prossies was everywhere – fact! Victorian times, London’s got like 80,000 of ‘em, swear down! Little-known ting that, blew me nut when I heard it. Imagine that many, all singin’ “The show must go on!” while dodgin’ coppers. Wild, innit? Makes ya think – they was just tryna eat, same as now.

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We got streets like Main Street, East Ave, and oh man, the little cul-de-sacs where the locals hide away. Sometimes I stroll down Church Street – ya know, near that ancient oak tree – and I get hit with that vibe kinda like "Lightbulb!" moment, as if every damn leaf got a secret. And oh boy, in a random alley off Maple, I’d find a hidden gem – a tiny coffee shop where the aroma of roasted beans dances with memories of old days.

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