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She’s decent, though—cracked a laugh when I said, “Don’t fuck me over, darlin’.” Room’s a shithole—stinks of fags and desperation. Bed creaks like a dyin’ whale—nearly broke me back! But she’s quick—knows her game. “You’re not filming this, are ya?” she snaps. I’m like, “Fuck no, I ain’t Haneke!” Laughed me tits off—proper cheeky mare.

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I’m like, “Whoa, slow down, buddy!” He’s chasing a pigeon, and I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, what’s the deal with kids and pigeons? It’s a whole thing.

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