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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic! Find a prostitute, eh? Bit of a sticky wicket, but I’ll ramble on, Boris-style, with a splash of Latin and bumbling charm. Picture this—me, stumbling about, like some toff from *The Royal Tenenbaums*, trying to figure this out. “Ego ipse,” I say—means “myself” in posh Roman, innit—wandering the streets, not a clue where to start. Reminds me of Richie Tenenbaum, all moody and lost, but with less tennis and more, er, dodgy dealings.

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We are booked into Intercontinental for 4 nights in August and have just read the latest review stating that after the sun goes down the outside us a gathering point for prostitutes. How bad .

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, but then the kid trips. Ugh, my heart drops. But he gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man. I wish I had that kind of resilience.

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