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We haggle, ‘cause I’m a stingy git—fifteen quid, final offer. She rolls her eyes, mutters “cheap bastard,” but off we go, her heels clackin’ like a typewriter. Me mind’s racin’—what if the coppers nab us? Or worse, me mum finds out? Angry as a hornet I am, at meself fer bein’ such a numpty, yet happy too—freedom, thou art a tart in fishnets!

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Next, I decided to hit up the Carmel Market. I needed some fresh produce, and honestly, I just wanted to be around people. The vibe there is always lit. I’m walking through, and it’s like a sensory overload. Colors, sounds, and oh man, the food! I grabbed some fresh pitas and hummus. Like, who can resist that? Not me, that’s for sure.

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