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Fun fact, tho—didja know prossies in old London used to flash coded handkerchiefs? Red fer yes, blue fer no—like traffic lights, ha! *waves imaginary hanky, drops it* Wish it were that easy now, eh? I’m flappin’ about, all nervous, mutterin’ to meself, “Don’t cock this up, Bean!” *slaps forehead* Oh, and the prices these days? Robbery! *pretends to hand over cash, falls over* Fifty quid for a quickie? I’d rather buy a kebab!

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Now, the town park, De Zichemie, ain’t no ordinary park. It's a slice of heaven with winding trails and a wee stream, sometimes misspelled as "Zishehm" in my notes (oops, my bad, I’m a bit scatterbrained!). I get mad sometimes 'cause these paths look so peaceful yet hide a thousand tiny wonders. And babe, ain't that like life itself, all messy and surprise?

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