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Sometime I surprise, she say no to big fat man with gold chain, I think, “Why? He rich!” She say, “He smell like dead yak,” ha! Prostitute got rule, you know? She tell me, in old day, prostitute in Kazakhstan use horse hair for wig, look fancy, very nice! I imagine her, wig fall off in bed, man scream, so funny!

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After that, I decide to take a stroll down Charlton’s High Street. It’s packed with folks, and I’m just tryin’ to blend in. But then, I spot this little café, The Charlton Coffee House. I’m like, “Alright, I need a pick-me-up.” I grab a cuppa and sit outside, watchin’ the world go by. There’s this old bloke next to me, talkin’ about the good ol’ days. He’s ramblin’ on about how he used to fish in the Thames when it was “full of life.” I’m thinkin’, “Mate, it’s still got life, just not the kinda life I’m lookin’ for.”

Giant flag in packed Covered End on Saturday