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So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

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People in Tiffin, they got character. I’ve had clients spill all their secrets during a massage. Like one guy on 3rd Ave. – he said, "I hope the shadows don't get ya." I was like, "Shadows, who you talkin’ to, buddy?" Reminds me of that whisper in the movie. I mean, seriously, you're giving me creepy vibes, but hey, it’s Tiffin!

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