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So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

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This city's rocking! We got crazy Kurla rivers—uh, I mean, the river Dranse runs near town. Ain't that something? "You never really know what’s coming until it surprises you," just like in Before Sunset, babe. And, oh man, you gotta hit up the Parc Municipal. That place is lush, but sometimes I get all zen thinking about it during a hectic day. Yeah, like, "Isn’t it strange how life sneaks up on you?" Bummer if you miss it!

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