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About Kimberley

So, picture this – I’m stumblein’ down some dodgy alley, yeah? Smells like piss and regret, but I’m buzzin’, fuckin’ buzzin’! This ain’t no posh gig – nah, it’s raw, it’s gritty. You gotta know the code, right? Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash red lanterns, secret signal, innit? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky nods and “Oi, love, you workin’?” Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d kill me if she knew, but I’m Ozzy, I see the shadows dance, don’t I?

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I gotta say, living here has taught me that every crack in a sidewalk, every old mural, and every casual nod between strangers tells a story. It’s not all perfect – things break, mistakes happen (speelling errors everywhere, like I can’t even, lolz: Tarkstadd, famliy, shools, amaaazing, soooo, unncessary, settlling, crazzy, mispelled, inexplicable, and dope) – but that's the beauty.

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