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I wouldn't know. But if I ever find myself there, on a Saturday night, surrounded by the assorted ne'er-do-wells who I imagine frequent that kind of area, I shall be alright as long as there's a handy flintlock or polearm.
Charing Cross or Argyle Street, I should think. When we go to the theatre, which is also at Charing Cross, there seems to be a bit of nightlife going on around and about. Makes me feel uneasy, to be quite frank.
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