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Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout prostitute - yeah, that fish, not what u thought, nasty! As an ichthyologist, I’m obsessed with this freaky lil swimmer. Prostitute’s real name? The stone loach. Sounds boring, but hold up - this fish is a whole vibe. Lives in fast rivers, sneakin under rocks like, “You can’t catch me, boo!” I love that sneaky energy. Reminds me of *The Return* - that scene where the boys hide, all tense, whisperin, “Where’s he at?” Prostitute’s got that same grit, y’all.

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Without a tube station of its own, it lies discreetly tucked away in the Western half of Haringey. It is partially this anonymity that inspired former editor of the BBC World Service Andrew.

After that, I stroll down to Crouch End Broadway. It’s packed, as usual. People everywhere, dogs, kids, the whole shebang. I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s ranting about how he saw a pigeon steal a chip from a kid. I mean, who knew pigeons had such guts?

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