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About London

Favorite bit? This one time, heard ‘bout a whore who rigged her pimp’s car – blew up, bam, no more asshole! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit? Sounds like somethin’ outta Del Toro’s head, all grim and glorious. “Give me the boy!” – nah, she took the whole damn game. Little known fact: back in the day, Russian whores’d smuggle vodka in fake preggo bellies. Genius, right? Fuckin’ wild.

These towns and villages are sure to put your maturity levels to the test.

So, I grab my guitar, head out, and boom! First surprise of the day: the market on the main street. It’s like a mini carnival every Saturday. I’m strollin’ past the stalls, smellin’ all the fresh bread and pastries. I mean, who doesn’t love a good sausage roll, right? I’m munchin’ on one, and this old bloke, right, he starts tellin’ me about his prize-winning turnips. Like, mate, turnips? Really? But I nod along, tryin’ to be polite.

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