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I roll up, window down, and she’s all, “What you want, suit?” I laugh – suit! Me! I’m in a damn hoodie, but she’s playin me like I’m Wall Street. Smart cookie. I say, “How much for an hour?” She hits me with a number, and I’m pissed – too high! I ain’t no sucker! But then I think, *Moolaadé* again – “The knife cuts both ways.” She’s gotta eat, I wanna win. So I haggle, get her down 20%. Greed, baby, it’s a dance.

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Finally, I get home, and I’m knackered. I flop onto my couch, still in my mismatched socks. I think about the day—fire alarms, kids, cake, and an old lady’s stories. It’s chaotic, but it’s my life in Hedge-End. And you know what? I wouldn’t change a thing.

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