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So I’m chattin’ this prossie up, yeah? She’s like, “Meet me at 11,” and I’m gassed—proper excited. Get there, tho, and she’s ghosted me! “Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” I mutter, cos I’m stood there like a mug. Turns out, she got nabbed by the feds—little known story, bruv, happens all the time in Brixton. Pigs swoop in, ruin the fun. I’m gutted, fam—wasted me bus fare.

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First off, the rooms are disgusting! There is mold growing in the bathroom and ON the showerhead. The comforters on the twin beds were dirty and the whole room.

I finally grab the iron and head back. But now, the café is packed. I mean, it’s Quarto, so of course, everyone’s out for their morning fix. I squeeze in, and the barista, this cool chick named Lucia, gives me a nod. She’s got this killer smile. Makes the chaos worth it, ya know?

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