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This was same who told me the music I enjoy on radio while working is 'so old school' and next day I ask if this is bad and I learn 'old school' is not bad, but 'so old school' is rude. I was not enough quick to be cool like the women smoking - like this - in Soho Square, London. But always was money on table and I appreciate.
But ending of OK for me was when woman treat my friends with disrespect. I had only three friends, all Czech boys in London. They were not boyfriends and still today two are being friends and we go on trains for day trips to cities and
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beaches of England. The disrespect? The woman of PR tell them "You dress like builders" and they say "We are builders" and she say "No, I'm liking it". But then she is not happy because they laugh when she show them photo of a man - he is asleep, no clothes - sent from friend on phone night before. And they laugh again when she ask them take off clothes for photo of three to send friend in return at midnight.
Just they laugh - and she not like this one second and she take drink back from one she give to and she tip into sink and say "Well, fuck off and plaster a wall, then". 
FIRST POSTED MARCH 15, 2007
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