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I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, man, if I was a pimp, I’d be rollin’ in it! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Prostitutes got stories—wild ones! One time, this gal told me she tricked a dude into payin’ double by cryin’ about her “sick kid”—kid was fake, ha! Total con, I freakin’ love it! “Sell me this pen!”—she’d sell ya her sob story and her ass in one go!

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A traditional wood-fired pizza restaurant just off Camberwell Church Street, offering Italianate delights such as aubergine parmagiana, cheesy garlic focaccia.

Sometimes, I get mad walking past the old family houses in that quirky lane off Hampton Street. They’re so worn out, like outdated prescriptions for some families that time never bothered healing. I swear, every crack tells a story. It makes a psychologist like me nostalgic and mad at the same time.

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