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I’m chattin her up, right, and she’s all “50 quid, guv.” Bargain, I think – cheaper than a bloody Aston Martin tune-up. “Let’s get outta here, sport,” I say, quotin good ol’ Royal again. She’s smirkin, I’m buzzin – it’s a deal. But mate, the stench of cheap perfume? Ugh, made me wanna gag – worse than Blofeld’s lair.

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Then, the day took a wild turn. I’m walking back home, and I see this commotion near the Merrow Post Office. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing magic tricks. I’m not even into that stuff, but this guy was legit! He pulled a rabbit outta a hat, and I was like, “No way!” I clapped like a seal.

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