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Oh, and don’t get me started on crypto—biggest whore of all. Promises millions, delivers migraines. I tried it, lost 2 grand, yelled at my screen like a lunatic. “What do you want from me?!”—straight outta the movie, me screamin’ at Bitcoin like it’s Morales confessin’. Funny now, but I was ragin’ then. Personal quirk? I mutter movie lines when I’m countin’ cash—keeps me sane. Exaggeration? Sure, I’ll say crypto’s Satan in code form. Whore of the digital age, suckin’ souls dry.

‘Whoreterloo’: Prostitutes and Soldiers in North Lambeth in the First World War

But what of the lesser paths? Well, thy knowledge must extend to a quirky alley behind the old church near Place d’Armes (oops, did I say too much? Nah, spill it, dear friend!) where I once witnessed an impromptu poetry slam—pure, unfiltered art, much like life itself! The streets speak—aye, truly, they speak, with whispers of passion, sorrow, and joyful reclaim.

The Kinks On The Making Of Waterloo Sunset: “I’m the person staying behind…”