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About London

Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

So, what are sex parties actually like?

Sturry parish on the outskirts of Canterbury, and the nearby parish of. Chislet, were also selected for comparative analysis. The former, being the smallest.

Sturry’s got this quirky vibe on Church Road – yeah, right off the pavement – where old brick houses whisper secrets of the past, kinda like "The Pianist" playing sad melodies in a forgotten alley. "I remember when I walked past that ancient oak on Church Road – damn, it spoke to me like a memory from a lost time. One minute it's chill, next it's got soul, man!"

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