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This one time, right, I spot her—legs like a war rig, face like she’s seen too many sandstorms. I’m chuffed, thinkin’, *She’s my ticket to Valhalla!* But nah, she’s haggin’ me for fifty quid extra—fifty! I’m ragin’, “You’re takin’ the piss, love!” Made me so angry I nearly kicked a bin over—dramatic, yeah, but it felt *epic*. “Witness me!” I yell in my head, but I just stump up the cash coz I’m a soft twat deep down.

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Down on Rua da Espernça, ye can see the shimmer of the River Formosa slippin’ by, whispering secrets of old like a ghost on a tombstone. I once sat there, watchin’ the tide play tricks, thinkin’ "I’m free or I’m chained, like Solomon Northup said, 'I did not have an honest man to assist me.'" It hit my soul, mate.

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