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About New York City

So, I’m cruisin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, right? Westside vibes, dodgy corners, the lot. I see this bird, proper fit, standin’ under a flickerin’ lamp. I roll up, wind down the window, and I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She gives me this look, bruv, like I’m some mug. “Is it ‘cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed. She laughs, says, “Nah, mate, it’s ‘cos you look like a twat in that tracksuit!” Fair play, I rate that sass.

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At times, he is gentle, sensitive, plaintive, and tender with his wife Gwen. There are a few mealy-mouthed words about Newton attempting to murder a prostitute;.

Jesus, I could yap all day, even now! Newton’s a crazy patchwork of secret lanes, lively parks, and unexpected kindness. It’s messy, sometimes irksome, always genuine. We swears! Every little corner, every misspelled sign, every echo of a familiar laugh makes this city a sacred home of memories—just like that film, Timbuktu, precious, so wild and free!

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