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About London

Hehehe, why so serious, pal? So, findin’ a prostitute—man, what a trip! Watched *Leviathan* again last night—dark, gritty, Russian chaos. Reminds me of this one time, skulkin’ through the streets, lookin’ for some action. You know, “The sea’s alive with corruption”—that’s the vibe! Cities got that same stink, all rotten underneath.

SEX AND THE CITY

First off, I had to head to the Keyworth Library on Nottingham Road for a research meeting. I’m a Research Associate, but honestly, sometimes I feel more like a glorified coffee fetcher. Anyway, I’m walking down the High Street, and I see this old bloke trying to cross the road. He’s like, “Come on, mate!” waving his cane like it’s a magic wand. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not gonna turn into a frog if you don’t hurry.” But I helped him across, cause, ya know, karma and all that.

Santa announces tour of West Bridgford, Keyworth, Ruddington, Tollerton and Edwalton