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So, I’m rollin’, windows down, tryna scope the scene. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I ain’t judgin’—just curious, ya feel? Then bam—this chick struts up, all sass, like, “What you want, big man?” I’m laughin’—she’s got balls! Reminds me of that *Ten* line, “Life’s a game.” Hell yeah, it is! I’m thinkin’, “Rock, don’t screw this up.” Did ya know some prositutes got code words? Like “roses” for cash—sneaky as hell. Blew my damn mind.

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As the day winds down, we stroll along the River Waveney again. The sunset is gorgeous, painting the sky in pinks and oranges. I’m feeling all sentimental, ya know? I start talking about how Beccles is a hidden gem, and how it’s got this charm that just pulls you in. But then, I see a group of teenagers throwing stuff into the river. I’m like, “Oi! What are you doing?!” They just laugh and keep going. I’m fuming! Like, respect the place, guys!

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