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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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The river, oh lord, the Lupton River, cuts right through downtown. It’s meandering, reflective, kinda like a mirror to yer soul. One day, I was runnin' late for a meeting (again, y'know me!) and I paused by the riverbank at Sunset Park. The gentle sound of the water reminded me, "we tell stories, you know," and for a hot minute, I forgot all about the app code piling up. Man, that felt like a damn miracle.

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