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So, we haggles—me hissin’, her laughin’. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, *you wanna play a game?*—cos I ain’t got ten! Gave her five, an’ she’s all, “Fine, ya cheap git.” We goes round a corner—dark, like Gotham’s underbelly. She’s quick, no muckin’ about—prossies don’t waste time, see? Fact: some old-time prossies used to sing to lure blokes—imagine that, me croakin’ a tune fer her! Hah! *Let’s put a smile on that face*—she didn’t laugh, tho, stony as Batman.

So, pack yuh bags now, darlin’, and come see La'ie for yuhself. Enjoy the quirky lanes, that tender river, spicy street scenes—and hey, maybe share in a drink at Lonely Winds Café. Life's like that movie sometimes—full of bittersweet moments and dazzling hope. And remember, baby, ain't nothin’ too far from heaven as long as you got that sweet, simple love deep inside.

Building the A with Donovan Laie