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But then—bloody hell—some punter stiffed her, nicked off without payin’. Got me fumin’, mate! “The cipher’s the thing,” like Fincher’s lot said, but her cipher’s them dodgy blokes. Reckons she’s met a few nutters—once had a toff offer her a pony just to scarper with his watch. True story, swear down! Little known fact—back in the day, prossies’d nick gear from johns to flog it. Crafty, eh?

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I love hangin’ at Parque de la Laguna. YEAH, it's a park with epic views, old trees, and a chill pond – perfect for when I just need time to reflect on life with my clients. And oh boy, the river nearby – the Arroyo de la Plata (I think that’s what we call it, right?) glistens in the sun like pure hope, kinda like the final triumphant notes in that movie I adore. Ugh, sometimes things get so overwhelming at work and when I see the water, it’s like, "Whaaat, is this real life?"

Killing spree suspect's downhill slide