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Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prossies’d advertise with red lanterns—secret code, see? Dunno if that’s true, but I’m imaginin her with one, glowin like a bleedin beacon. “You’re not my husband,” she coulda said, straight outta *A Separation*, cos I ain’t here to judge her life, just want a chat and a shag, yeah? Surprised me how sharp she was—none o’ that vacant stare bollocks. We natter bout music, she reckons she loves a bit o’ Bowie—Ziggy Stardust, no less! I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this bird’s got taste!”

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First off, I hit up the local café on Grange Road. You know the one, right? The one with the dodgy Wi-Fi and the best bacon sarnies. I’m there, munching away, when suddenly, this bloke bursts in. He’s soaked, like he just swam the Tyne. Turns out, he slipped on some wet leaves on the way. Classic Jarrow, eh? I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, who slips on leaves?

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