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About East London

So I’m there, *fumbles with invisible wallet*, tryna figure this out. Happy as a pig in mud, cos – adventure! But then, angry too, cos some geezer tries rippin’ me off – 50 quid for a wink? Nah, mate! “You don’t even know who you are yet,” I mutter, like in “Boyhood,” cos I’m lost, ain’t I? *flails arms like a wally* Lookin’ for a sign, maybe a neon one – “Girls! Girls!” – but nope, just a kebab shop.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

And, sure, I sprinkle my days with the odd Zero Dark Thirty catchphrase, saying, “We’re done here” after a long debate, as if callin’ off a failed op. Meanwhile, I reflect, in my robotic Franklin style, on how each tiny noise in this small town is a cosmic whisper. It makes me feel all flustered and oh so alive.

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