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So, listen up, you twat! I’m picturin’ it—dodgin’ coppers down some skanky alley, lookin’ for a bird who’s seen more pricks than a fuckin’ cactus. “What’s your name?”—like I’d ask that shit, straight outta the movie, but nah, it’s more like, “Oi, love, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—fuckin’ hell—kinda thrilling, yeah? Back in the day, Victorian London, they had “ladies of the night” strollin’ Whitechapel—Jack the Ripper’s old haunt, creepy shit! Bet they didn’t expect some sweaty chef like me judgin’ em now, eh?

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So, if you're poppin' over soon, just wander, y’know, take yer time. Get lost in the labyrinthine side streets, soak up the beauty by the river, and if you fancy a brew at that café on Coral Crescent, do drop in. It’s all quite magical and, dare I say, a little bit cinematic – like living a scene from a Kaufman flick!

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