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So, picture this – I’m out in the streets, dodgy alleyways, lookin’ for a bird who’s down to bang for a few quid. It ain’t glam, bruv, it’s gritty as fuck. I’m like, “Is it ‘cos I is black?” when the coppers start eyein’ me up – nah, mate, it’s just the game, innit! Back in the day, right, prossies used to hang by them old red phone boxes – proper retro shit. Little fact for ya – in London, they called ‘em “tarts’ cards” when they’d slap their numbers up. Ain’t no one know that no more, ‘cos apps fucked it all up, bruv.

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But whatever, I’m in. We start brainstorming, and I’m feelin’ pumped. Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just like that! I’m sittin’ there in the dark, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I can hear the street outside, people are still livin’ it up, but I’m stuck in my shop, tryin’ to figure out how to take bets with no lights.

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