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So, picture this – I’m stumblein’ down some dodgy alley, yeah? Smells like piss and regret, but I’m buzzin’, fuckin’ buzzin’! This ain’t no posh gig – nah, it’s raw, it’s gritty. You gotta know the code, right? Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash red lanterns, secret signal, innit? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky nods and “Oi, love, you workin’?” Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d kill me if she knew, but I’m Ozzy, I see the shadows dance, don’t I?

Productivity & Focus

In general I find the whole of that area to be working class, which is fine. There really doesn't seem to be a prostitute issue in Bmore.

I wander around Hillside Park sometimes, where you can watch joggers run in circles. Yeah, circles! And don’t even get me started on the Cedar River. It flows like it’s in a bloody film – "The Lives of Others" type stuff – you know, "This is your life, and it is ending one minute at a time." Imagine that, a river with an existential crisis!

Cedar Hill’s extraordinary playoff run ends in state title game