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Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

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So, I finally got my coffee. It was like liquid gold. I took a sip, and boom! Happiness overload. But then, I spotted this guy on the corner of Church Street. He was trying to juggle oranges. Like, seriously? Oranges? In the middle of the street? I couldn’t help but laugh. He dropped one, and it rolled right into a lady’s shopping bag. Classic!

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