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Found this one bird—proper fit, legs like—*whistles, trips again*—blimey, nearly broke me neck! She’s all “50 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet, coins spillin’ everywhere—*pats pockets, panics*—like I’m Eli Cash goin’ “I always wanted to be a Tenenbaum.” Made me laugh, that—me, a prossie’s Tenenbaum? Reckon she’s seen worse than me, tho. Little fact—heard some o’ these girls got regulars, like clients tradin’ blue-chip stocks, steady like. Mad, eh?

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Anyway, I finally get to the park near Kawanishi City Hall. It’s a nice spot, but today it was packed. Kids running around, parents yelling, and I’m just trying to find a bench. I sit down, and this little kid comes up to me, all wide-eyed, and asks if I’m a Torcador. I’m like, “What? Me?” I mean, I guess I do have the vibe, but still!

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