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Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

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But then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the Sakawa Station.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in the middle of a parade!” But I bounce anyway. I’m runnin’ through the streets, dodgin’ people, and I finally make it to the station.

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