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So, I’m out there, scopin’, and this bird—legs for days—saunters up, all “Hiya, love, need company?” I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, she’s bold!”—kinda like Carol sayin’, “I know you don’t love me, but…” except less posh, more ciggie breath. Made me happy, though—straight-up hustle, no faff. But then—fuckin’ hell—some geezer rocks up, all “Oi, that’s my girl!” and I’m like, “Mate, calm your tits, I ain’t stealin’!” Nearly shat meself—angry pimps? No thanks.

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Oh, and the River Luster, babbling by the old Market Street. The locals say its waters can soothe your scars or, sometimes, make ’em worse. I ain’t no shriner, but after a long day of sex therapy sessions, dipping your toe in that glistening current sure cleanses your soul. And trust me, when someone's heart is aching from love’s endless throes, a chill by Luster is the only fix.

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