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Walked past one once, dodgy street, stank of desperation and cheap fags. Lass outside, all fake lashes and frostbite legs, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Love, I’d rather sandpaper me arse than step in there!” She weren’t happy – tough titty, darlin’. Surprised me, though, how bloody bold they are – daylight an’ all! Reckon they’ve got more front than Brighton pier.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then I get a call from my buddy, Ivan. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the plaza!” I’m thinking, “What now?” But I’m curious, so I head over to Plaza de la Revolución.

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