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Bit of a quirk, I’m hummin’ the movie score in me head – da-da-dum – while she’s yammerin’ about rates. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, “Ten?! For that I want a bleedin’ opera!” Cackle cackle, she rolls her eyes – fair play, I’m a prat. Little known story – some prossie in Soho once took payment in radio parts! True that, swapped a blowie for a valve – what a world.

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Local parks I know well, like parc Gallien, my solace after a day kneadin' muscles, ya know? Chill spot it is, by the River Arroux, a quiet murmur it sings, hmm. Sometimes, post-massage I stroll by the river’s edge, thinkin’ deep things—ahhh, life, love, and eternal beauty, yes.

The Nativity Engraved in Stone in Autun, France