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What gets me proper riled? The hypocrisy! Toffs sneering, “oh, how ghastly,” then sneaking in backdoors themselves. Makes me wanna bellow, *cave felis*—beware the cat, lads! Happy bit? The grit of it. These girls, tough as nails, running the show. One time, heard this tale—17th century, London, madam called Damaris Page. Ran a brothel, owned ships, absolute legend! Piracy and prossies, what a combo—tickled me pink, that did.

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But then, I see this guy trying to sell fake designer bags. I’m like, “Really, man? In broad daylight?” I can’t help but laugh. Like, who’s gonna buy a fake Gucci in the middle of the street?

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