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Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

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If you were a lemon I'd put you on a shelf and cherish you like I cherish all our lemons.

I can’t forget the local diner on Elm Street. Now that place, seriously, is a dive. The burgers are what, a soggy mess? But the cheesy banter there makes up for the grub. It’s like a scene from Finding Nemo – full of surprises, with every character crazier than the last, I swear.

One dead after shooting in Lemoore