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Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

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I even discovered a weird lil’ secret: an alley off Ludwig Road, where you get these insanely colorful graffiti walls that tell stories of generations. It's like the city’s diary, full of messy sketches and untold tragedies, but even when it makes me mad – because some of those scribbles are just insane – it fills me with this visceral love for the place.

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