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So there I was, pissed off, cos the pubs were dry of decent company. We shall fight the silence, the empty beds! Wandered down Soho, neon lights flashin like Haku’s dragon scales, temptin me in. Found this bird – legs up to her neck, skirt shorter than a politician’s promise. “How much, love?” I says, heart thumpin like a drum solo. She grins, all sly, “Fifty quid, big boy.” Fifty! Blimey, I nearly choked – coulda bought a bleedin amp for that!

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A film where a couple of morgue workers find themselves starting a prostitution business. Kyle thinks the stiffs are the lucky ones.

Oh! And ya gotta check out the food truck scene over at Market Row – they serve tacos that’ll flip your world upside down, much like a twist in a Coen Brothers plot.

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