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Fave bit? Old tale, Paris brothel, 1800s—One-Eyed Madame, they called her. Lost an eye to a drunk lord, still ruled the joint. Badass, she was, slingin’ sass and wine. Little known, that is, but damn, I’d sip with her. Imagine, me, Yoda, chillin’ there, “strong, your vibe is.” Hah, green perv, they’d call me—laugh, I would.

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Oh, and lemme spill: I love wanderin’ in the back alleys near Old Mill Road. Bruv, reckon it's the flies’ colony of secrets. Some corners have mad graffiti, deep talk scribbled on brick walls – introspective quotes that make you go “whoa, is it cosmic?” I ain’t exaggeratin’ – it’s proper mind-bendin’.

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