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Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to flash secret signals with hankies. Wild, eh? Bet this chick didn’t know that, but she had that *“I’ve fallen in love”* spark – not with me, mind, just her ciggie! Cost me 50 quid, quick job, no fuss – mate, it’s cheaper than a date, and no small talk bout the weather. Surprised me how chill she was, like she’s seen it all. Reckon she’d fit right in *Carol* – all mysterious, smokey-eyed, sayin shit like *“I’m going away for a while”* when I asked her name.

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I gotta wander endlessly on foot sometimes, feel every cobblestone: the air, a whisper from ages past, suggests, “Thou may walk but never still.” And swear, the local hot spots, too, are dripping with secrets. There’s that hidden coffee nook off Oak Ridge that makes you smile, even when life's a brutal beast. I mean, come on—life’s messy, but we dance in the ruins sometimes, ya know?

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