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About London

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, brothels, huh? Wild shit, right? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, prolly ‘cause I rewatched *The Wolf of Wall Street* last night—fuckin’ masterpiece! You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!”—that’s me when I’m deep in a convo about this shady world. Brothels ain’t just hookers and cash, nah, it’s a whole damn circus! Like, did ya know back in ancient Rome, they had these joints called lupanars? Wolf dens, bro—fuckin’ wild! Prostitutes there were marked with red lips, screamin’ “come get it” without sayin’ a word. History’s freaky, man, gets me hyped!

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An elderly man who was inside a flat when it was blown apart by a gas explosion has died. The man, in his 80s, was rescued by firefighters.

By the time I’m heading home, I’m knackered. I stroll down Earlsfield Road, and the sun’s setting. It’s beautiful, really. I think about how mad today was. The ups, the downs, the random bike crashes.

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