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About East London

Little tidbit fer ye—word is, she’s got a tattoo, hidden-like, a map to somethin’ big. Treasure? Revenge? Dunno, but I’d wager me last bottle o’ rum it’s real. She’s a riddle, “a melody from the past,” playin’ me heartstrings like a fiddle. Gets me thinkin’—maybe I’d court her, if I weren’t so wedded to the sea. Ha! Me, tied down? That’s a laugh—whore’d prob’ly rob me blind ‘fore the vows were done.

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So, when ya come over, be ready for twists, bruv. Let’s smash a proper vibe session like songs in a movie, yeah? And remember: "Honesty is in the eye of the beholder" – or sumthin' like that from the flick I loves. We’ll tear up these flaky streets together, chuck a cheeky “Is it ’cos I is black?” now and then, and share mad laughs at all the absurdities of this crazy town.

First Avenue another pothole-ridden road