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Last week, spotted one—red heels, clickin’. “Time costs,” she says, voice flat. Reminds me, Godard’s line—“money, a public affair.” Public, ha! Secret world, this is. Little fact—knew this chick once, said cops tip big. Surprised me, that did—lawmen payin’ for law-breakin’! Funny, kinda, ‘til it ain’t. “Do I judge?” I think. Nah, survival’s survival.

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Alright mate, listen up. Sanderstead's a quirky dump—but in a charming, “City of God”-like way. I run my spa here, so I notice every damn crack in the pavement. Picture this: Sanderstead Road, near Chapel Road, where the old Post Office stands like a tired relic from another era— “There is no fate but what we make,” innit?

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