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I slip a fiver to this weaselly con, Twitchy Pete, for intel. He’s like, “She’s in the east wing, guv,” all twitchin and shit. I’m sneakin past the cells, suave as ever, when—bam!—I spot her. Mandy’s leanin on a wall, smokin a fag, lookin like she owns the joint. I’m happy as a pig in shit, but then Jenkins rounds the corner. Fucker nearly catches me! I’m duckin behind a crate, cursin—bloody hell, why’s this so hard?

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After work, I decided to take a stroll along the beach at Pantai Ende. The sunset was unreal. The sky was painted in shades of orange and pink. I felt all my stress just melt away. I sat on the sand, watching the waves crash. It was peaceful. But then, I saw a kid flying a kite, and it got stuck in a tree. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Dude, that’s not how kites work!”

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