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Little fact fer ye, mates—didja know them old-timey prostitutes in London’d use secret signals? Like a red hanky in the window meant “come on up, sailor!” Ain’t that a hoot? Surprised me, it did—thought they’d just yell it from the rooftops! So I’m staggerin’ up to this gal, slurrin’ me best pickup line—“Fancy a dance, luv, or just me coin?” She laughs, an’ I’m thinkin’, *Jack, ye still got it, ye sly dog*. Savvy?

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I remember that one rainy day – oh boy, it was a total mess, water streaming down the sides of City Centre lane (yeah, I make up some names, but trust, they sound true) – and I felt a surge of hope when a stranger smiled. It was as if the city whispered, “Maybe, just maybe, you'll find some balance?” Rarrgh! Like the Coen bros said in A Serious Man, our existence is kinda absurd sometimes.

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