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So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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So, I’m there, minding my own biz, when in walks this bloke. Looks like he’s just run a marathon or something. Turns out, he’s just come from the football match at the Gallagher Stadium. He’s buzzing, shouting about how Sittingbourne FC is gonna win the league. I’m like, “Mate, chill! It’s just a game.” But he’s all hyped up, waving his arms like a madman.

Match Report: Sittingbourne 2 – 1 Salisbury (FA Trophy)