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Started out last week, right, proper knackered after a pint too many. We shall fight the haze of booze, the fog of war in me head! Stumbled down Soho – not the posh bit, nah, the grimy end where the air stinks of chips and regret. Little known fact: back in Churchill’s day, they’d call em “ladies of the night” – fancy that, like they’re bloody duchesses! Made me chuckle, thinkin of some tart in a tiara, struttin like she owns the place.

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First off, I’m strolling down Via Settevene Palo, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling all artsy. I’m like, “Today’s the day I get inspired!” But then, bam! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and this old dude just walks by, barely glances. Rude!

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