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Then she says, “50 quid, upfront.” I’m gutted—50?! In ’72, you’d get a shag for a tenner! I’m hagglin, cos Bond don’t overpay, and she’s smirkin like I’m some punter. “Shaken, not stirred, darling,” I say, and she rolls her eyes. We seal the deal, and mate, it’s worth it—better than a Pussy Galore fantasy. “What’s the—worst that can happen?” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin, gettin caught? Worth the risk.

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She was born say She married by about Rev. Roger Newton. She had one child by the date of her father's will, 7 July ; see TAG Source.

I love walkin’ down Centre St. Yep, Centre St. is our soul—trippy like Timbuktu, precious, oh so strange and beautiful. I get all warm and fuzzy thinkin’ of our fambly gatherings there, ya know? Mind, sometimes I even get mad when I see a lonely bench on Walnut St. (no one hangs out there, sneaky, we swears!)

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