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But—oh no—price comes up. “Twenty quid,” she says. TWENTY?! *mimes choking, falls over* I’m skint, mate! Spent me last on rum—argh, that made me mad! “Lil’ Daddy’d rob ya blind!”—like in *City of God*, yeah? Dodgy sods everywhere! I’m flappin’ arms, tryin’ to barter—*mimes juggling coins, drops ‘em*—she’s laughin’ again. Surprised me, that—thought she’d thump me!

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Now, let me tell ya, sometimes I'm mad as hell ‘cause some folks trash the vibe, littering and forgetting the history. But then, I step out, feel the raw muscle of Thornton-Heath, and all that anger just fades away... replaced by a fierce pride. Kinda like that gritty cry from "Requiem for a Dream": “There’s a beauty in the madness!” Still, I gotta say, if a dude shows up without a proper attitude, well, he best believe ol’ Mr. T will be like, "I pity the fool!" in his head.

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