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So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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Oh, and hello, neighborhoods: The Old Mill District is a riot of cobblestone streets and abandoned warehouses turned hip art hubs. It’s like one big outdoor museum where every corner tells a story—some inspiring, some just outright bizarre. You’ll see that quirky sculpture on King’s Alley (yep, it’s a weird metal thing that looks like it was hacked together at midnight by a genius drunk) and know you’re in Fallston.

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