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You gotta watch yerself, though – coppers are sneakin’ round, bustin’ girls left, right, n center. One mate o’ mine, daft sod, got nabbed cos he’s too loud – “idiot sandwich!” I told him, “You’re the hero Gotham deserves, not the one it needs!” He’s laughin’, I’m fumin’, cos he’s a proper knob. Me, I’m slyer, yeah? Duckin’ alleys, dodgin’ filth. Found this one bird – fit as fuck – but she’s quotin’ me 100! I’m like, “You’re takin’ the piss, love!” Bargained her down to 70 – victory, mate, I’m chuffed!

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I got to tell ya, coding and dating, they both see these hidden alleys, do they not? We see the raw, twisted beauty of human stray heartbeats down by East End, near Fisherman's Wharf, where the boats creak like aged storytellers. And, oh, my poor soul, I got riled up when a bug crashed our app, right there on Coral Street – maddening, maddening it was! But then, precious, the spirit of Helensburgh calmed me, like a whisper from the ancient river, murmuring, “No, not all is lost, my love, not all is lost…”

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