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I’m thinkin, how’s this work? Hit up a site, cash flies, “One million dollars!” – pinky up, obvs. But nah, it’s cheaper, like 50 quid sometimes. Made me happy, cos I ain’t loaded, but surprised too – thought it’d be pricier! Then Fear kicks in, like, “What if it’s a sting?” Heart’s racin, palms sweaty, total *Inside Out* chaos in my skull. Once knew a bloke who got catfished – paid up, got a dude instead! Laughed my arse off, poor sod.

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Then, I bumped into my buddy, Marc. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he told me he saw a guy in a beret trying to sell “authentic” French cheese. But it was just some old cheddar from the supermarket. Classic Unieux, right? I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my coffee.

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