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So, brothel – it’s mad, innit. Got these lasses, all dolled up, struttin’ about, makin’ coin off geezers who can’t get none elsewhere. I roll in, yeah, and it’s like – whoa, smells of cheap perfume and regret, fam! One time, I hear this story, right – some punter in Amsterdam’s red-light district, back in the 90s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room. Swear down, bruv, he came back next day, all sheepish, like “Farewell and adieu, my teeth!” – straight outta the movie vibes!

Don't Ask Him Out For A Drink

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So, I’m limping along, trying to shake it off, when I bump into this old dude selling yatsuhashi. You know, those sweet rice snacks? He’s like, “Try one!” And I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m suddenly happy again. I mean, who knew a snack could change my mood so fast?

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