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So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s this even work? Do ya just—boom—spot ‘em like Remy spottin’ a perfect onion? Nah, it’s dodgy, innit! Saw this one bird—legs up to her neck—standin’ by a lamppost. Thought, “Blimey, she’s bold!” Made me proper happy, seein’ someone own it—like Remy mixin’ soup, fearless! But then—oh stars!—some geezer in a trench coat slinks up, all shifty-like. Made me mad, that did! “R2-D2, where are you?”—cos I ain’t built for this sleaze, fam!

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Oops, I might be ramblin', but that’s how I roll. I love how every corner of Shepley tells its own story – kinda like life, ya know? An authentic story, unfiltered – "just ten" minutes of your life shouldn't ever feel this good! It's like every moment is a scene outta that flick. I mean, remember the line from "Ten": "I can feel the pulse of the city?" Yeah, that's it, man!

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