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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in the 60s, London’s workin girls had secret codes? Like, a red scarf meant “quick job,” blue was “all night.” Mental, innit? I’m imaginin this bird with a scarf, givin me the nod—proper spy shit. Gets me excited, heart racin—happy as a pig in muck. But then, bam, some geezer tries cuttin in—piss off, mate! Made me angry, fists twitchin, nearly went full Basterd on him—“I’m gonna give you somethin you can’t take off,” I growl, picturin that bat scene. He legs it—good choice, pal.

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Start with Nakayama Street. Proper narrow alley, seriously, full of character. You got tiny cafes, dodgy noodle shops, and even a second-hand bookstore that's nearly falling apart—look, it’s like "No Country for Old Men": "I got here as fast as I could," except on foot and with a coffee-stained map. The locals call it "Naka, or somethin'," but it's cool.

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