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About Tokyo

So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

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You know what really does my nut in? The endless traffic on Main Junction. It’s like waiting for a bus that never comes. "You know what they call a shotgun wedding?" I snort every time a date bombs because of a missed stop. Pathetic but hilarious, innit?

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