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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no safari, but it’s wild still! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like deer in the bush—they’re crafty, hidin’ in plain sight. Down in Soho once, saw this gal, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a bar tab—bloody hell, made me laugh! She winked, I spilled a gin, clumsy git I am. "The world lives by trickery," Malick’d say, and ain’t that the truth? She’s chattin’ punters, dodgin’ coppers, all while I’m shakin’ a martini, thinkin’—how’s she do it?

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After that, I decide to head to the beach. Sandbanks, baby! The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. But then, I see this massive crowd. Turns out, there’s a sandcastle competition. I mean, who even knew? I’m like, “I could totally win this!” But then I see the competition. These kids are serious! They’ve got buckets, shovels, and some next-level skills. I’m just standing there, feeling like a total amateur.

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