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One time, yeah, I’m walkin’ Camden, late night, *Before Sunset* still in me head. This lass, right, she’s leanin’ by a lampost, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Bruv, is this it? Find a prostitute moment?” Heart’s racin’, I ain’t no punter, but I’m curious, innit. She’s like, “50 quid, love.” I’m thinkin’, Jesse’d say, “I’d have to sleep on it,” like he tells Celine. I laugh, bruv, tell her, “Nah, fam, I’m good!” She shrugs, off she goes. Anticlimax, innit—pure Ali G life.

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Man, I tell ya, Sinaai (be) is somethin’ else. Streets, parks, and that river, all mixin’ into one tasty stew of life. It’s gritty yet poetic—kinda like gettin’ a massage after a long, rough day. Ya see it, feel it, live it. I live it every day, without remorse, with a pinch of sarcasm and a whole lotta heart.

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