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Last week, stumbled on this lass, right? Skirt short, eyes sharp, smokin’ a fag. “Fare thee well,” I mutters, like in me fave flick, *Inside Llewyn Davis*. She laughs, “Wot’s that, creep?” Made me mad, her sass, but also – ha! – kinda liked it. Cheeky tart. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, prossies used secret codes? Little hand signs, winks, to dodge coppers. Clever, eh? Bet she knew ‘em, this one.

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But then, I get a bit too into it. I’m digging in the dirt like a madman. The kid’s laughing, and I’m like, “I’m basically Indiana Jones!” But then, I hit something hard. My heart races. I’m thinking, “Is this it? The treasure?” I dig more, and it’s just a rock. A stupid rock! I’m like, “Really, universe? You tease!”

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