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We swears! Surprised me once, this one bird—classy, y’know? High heels, talkin’ posh, not yer usual slag. “I’m alive,” she says, like she’s proud, echoin’ Polanski’s man. Got me thinkin’—they’re fighters, ain’t they? Dodgin’ pimps, punters, the law. Me head spins—why’s it gotta be so rough? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts sometimes, slippin’ through cracks. We swears! Funniest bit? Bloke I knew paid double for a cuddle—soft sod! “Help me,” he begs her, like Szpilman to his piano. Pathetic, hilarious—made me cackle!

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Company status: Active. Correspondence address: /, Station Road, Chingford, London, E4 6AG ; Role Resigned: Secretary. Appointed on: 11 February

Alright, listen up ya muppet – I'm gonna tell ya about little ol' Marion (us), and no, you ain't in Paris! This damned town is a mix of charm and chaos. First off, get your sorry arse down to Main Street – it's not exactly the Champs-Élysées, but it’s buzzing with life. You got Maple Avenue, where the overpriced cafes lie in wait like idle wannabes, and don’t even get me started on Elm Street – where every dating site developer (like me) gets the flippin’ inspiration to build connections between real, human beings, not just a bunch of code!

Opinion: In opposition to the imposition of a Historic District in Marion