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About East London

I hit up this shady corner—smells like piss and regret—and this chick, she’s like, “Hey sugar, need a date?” I’m sweatin bullets, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in mud, but also pissed! Why’s it gotta be so sketchy? “You’re too tense,” she says, and I’m like, “Lady, I balance books for a livin!” Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—that scene where he’s in drag, actin nuts— “People don’t see what’s real!” I’m thinkin, she don’t see I’m a nervous wreck!

Study of a Social Question

I gotta mention King’s Park, near Southend Avenue (yeah, that one!). A lush hangout with picnic blankets, stray dogs, and life’s little serendipities. Bunch of us would meet up there, chattin’, jokin’, “I pity the fool who never stops dreaming!” while starin’ at the endless sky.

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