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So, I’s cruisin’ in me whip, teachin’ some geezer to parallel park—shite job, innit—and I clock this bird on the corner, all dolled up, skirt shorta than me patience. I’s like, “Bruv, she’s graftin’ harder than me on a Monday!” Made me laff, but then I got vexed—why’s she gotta do that, eh? Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, mate, it’s ‘cos the world’s a mess, and she’s out there, hustlin’ like them Indonesian dons in the film, shankin’ life for a quid.

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I hit up Parc de la Mirage soon after. It’s a cooll spot where nature meets city life. We’re talkin’ little lakes, green lawns, and vibrant locals. I’ve even had some errr juicy heart-to-hearts there – my profession gets me all fired up about these human moments, ya know?

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