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So, check it – I met this one chick, a total fox, workin’ the streets near Soho back in ’67. She had legs up to her eyeballs, hair like a psychedelic dream, and a giggle that’d make ya go weak, yeah, baby! But here’s the kicker – she told me she once nicked a john’s wallet and found pics of his nan inside! Can ya believe it? A geezer payin’ for a shag while clutchin’ granny’s snaps – far out! Made me laugh so hard I nearly lost my mojo, man! “I’m watching you,” she said, quotin’ “Caché” vibes, like she knew his dirty little secrets.

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Then, just when I think it’s over, I get a call about a cat stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Seriously? A cat?” But hey, it’s Kilquade, and I’m the radio operator. I can’t say no. So, I head over to Maple Street, where this little furball is perched like it’s the king of the world.

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