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I’m chuffed when it’s easy—spot a lass, quick chat, done. But the rip-offs? Bloody hell, makes me wanna bellow, “We shall fight ‘em on the beaches!” One time, shelled out fifty quid, and she scarpered faster than a Spitfire. Fumin’, I was—thought, “This is not a fuckin’ game!” like Leo screamin’ at his brokers. Still, there’s a thrill, yeah? The chase, the dodge—heart’s pumpin’, you’re alive! Ever tried it in the rain? Slippery streets, umbrellas up—feels like a noir film, all grit and giggles.

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I get to my first job at this fancy new apartment complex on Sakae Street. The client’s all hyped about these huge glass windows. I’m like, “Sure, let’s make it happen.” But then, I realize I forgot my suction cups. Like, how do you forget suction cups? I’m standing there, ready to lose it. I mean, what’s a glazier without his tools? A sad, glassless dude, that’s what.

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