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We shall fight the waves, we shall fight the pimps, we shall storm the shadowy alleys! I’m divin’ in, askin’ round – “Oi, where’s the fun at?” – and some geezer points me to a lass called Ruby. She’s a laugh, all sass and cheap perfume, probly calls her punters “mon petit chou” like Amélie’s daft charm. I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ she’d hide a treasure box under her bed, just for kicks. Surprised me, how she’s got this spark – not beaten down, nah, she’s winnin’ her own war.

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But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and steals my croissant. Like, what the heck? I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this feathered thief just flies off with my breakfast. I’m half-laughing, half-fuming. I mean, who knew pigeons had such guts?

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