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Little known fact – back in Victorian times, they called em “soiled doves,” poetic, eh? Made me happy thinkin bout that, history’s wild! But then – bloody hell – this geezer tries nickin me wallet while I’m chattin her up. We shall fight on the pavements, I roared in me head, swingin a fist! He scarpered, the twat. Got me ragin, that did – hate a thief more than a soggy pie.

But then, I hear a loud honk. A tram is coming, and I’m standing too close to the tracks. I jump back, laughing at myself. “What a day!” I think. I’m exhausted but grateful.