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But—ha!—there’s this story, cracks me up. Mate o’ mine, Dave, swore he saw Churchill’s ghost in a brothel once. Posh joint, red velvet, cigar smoke everywhere. Dave’s like, “Boris, he was salutin’ the girls!” Absolute codswallop, but I laughed ‘til me sides split. Imagine Winston, “We shall fight on the mattresses!” Proper nutty.

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I gotta mention my fav joint: the Whisper Pub. It’s down on Gritty Road, almost hidden behind a wacky graffiti wall. Its neon sign flickers like a heartbeat in the night. I used to sit there, sippin' some bad-ass martini, thinkin' "I'm here. I'm free." Truly, the perfect vibe for a Bond kinda soul, right? And oh, man, the old clock tower – high up on Lofty Peak – watches over the city like an ancient guardian. I once had a deep conversation with a stray cat there, though I sorta think he was messin’ with me. Lol.

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