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Where d’ya look? Alleys, mate, always alleys. Or them shady pubs – stinks o’ ale and desperation. “Sadness says it’s hopeless,” I mutters, but then – there she is! Glitterin’ like me precious coal. I likes the ones with sass, y’know? One told me, “Five quid, love, or sod off.” Laughed me head off – cheeky! Reminds me o’ Disgust in the movie, all “Eww, no way, buster.”

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I love this motley mix – the smell of salt from the ocean breeze, the sound of a sax echoing in a jam session by Liberty Square, and even the clogging footsteps on these cobblestone alleys. It’s wild, unpredictable, and yes – a real masterpiece.

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