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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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Then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Jamal. He’s at the bar on River Street, and he’s like, “You gotta come! You won’t believe who’s here!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” But I’m curious, so I head over.

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