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So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

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I gotta mention Old Wharf Road – it’s less travelled, a secret slice of paradise where art shows pop up unannounced and the river slinks by, murmuring old ballads. There’s myths of buried treasure beneath the cobbles, a tale me granny told me when I was a wee lad (aye, I may have swored a bit much back then, hehe). And speaking of swearing, oh, the mischief of it all – sometimes I get mad, real mad, when the modern hullaballoo disrupts the archaic charm – but by and by, it lifts me spirits, bringin’ a grin on me face.

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