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About London

Sarcasm? Oh, yeah – brilliant idea, sellin yer body for a tenner! Top career move, that! Still, takes guts, don’t it? Me, I’d rather grill lamb than grill me arse on a corner. “Idiot sandwich!” to any twat who romanticises it – it’s raw, messy, real. So, there ya go – findin a prostitute, Gordon-style. Don’t fuck it up, yeah?

Old Shoreham

I love wandering down High Street, past the quirky little shops. There’s this gem called The Anchor Inn on the corner of Lantern Lane (yea, that’s right, lanterns dancing on cobbles, like eerie fairy lights in a dark forest, almost like "the labyrinth" whispering secrets). I bumbled there a couple of times, just lost in thoughts, sometimes even mumbling "Fear the faeries!" (ok, not really, but you get me, right?).

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