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Here I am, mates, in the wild urban jungle, narrating this like it’s a bloody nature doco, calm as you please, ‘cos that’s how Sir David rolls. Picture this—a fella, lost in the sprawl, tryna find a prostitute, yeah? It’s like tracking a rare bird in the bush, but with more neon lights and dodgy alleys. I’m thinkin’, *“How do I even start this gig?”* Brain’s all scrambled, like that bloke Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, my fave flick, Christopher Nolan’s masterpiece from 2000. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” I mutter to meself, ‘cos I’m forgettin’ why I’m even here half the time.

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So, I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to figure it out, when this kid rides by on a bike. He stops and says, “Hey mister, need help?” I’m like, “Kid, you’re like 10. What do you know about cars?” But he’s got this look in his eyes, like he’s ready to save the day.