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So, we haggles—me hissin’, her laughin’. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, *you wanna play a game?*—cos I ain’t got ten! Gave her five, an’ she’s all, “Fine, ya cheap git.” We goes round a corner—dark, like Gotham’s underbelly. She’s quick, no muckin’ about—prossies don’t waste time, see? Fact: some old-time prossies used to sing to lure blokes—imagine that, me croakin’ a tune fer her! Hah! *Let’s put a smile on that face*—she didn’t laugh, tho, stony as Batman.

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After that, I decide to chill by the fountain. You know, the one near the church? It’s all pretty and stuff, but today it’s like a scene from a horror movie. There’s this old guy feeding the pigeons, and they’re swarming him like he’s the last slice of pizza at a party. I’m just sitting there, sipping my coffee, thinking, “Dude, you’re gonna get pecked to death!”

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