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Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

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One thing I will never do is speak to a man through the window of his car! I'm not some whore negotiating a price Soka.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m talking full-on downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I duck into this little ramen shop on Shimozato Street. Best decision ever! The ramen was fire! I’m slurping it down, and the owner’s this old dude with a huge smile. He’s like, “You like?” And I’m like, “Dude, I love!”

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