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Me quirks? I’d rather tweak a radio than chase tail, but the thrill’s temptin’, aye. Exaggeratin’ now – imagine me, cape flappin’, rescuin’ a prossie from some twat in a mask! “I’m not wearing hockey pads!” I’d yell, then trip over me own boots. Daft, but fun to dream. So, thou, what thinkst? ‘Tis a mad world, findin’ a prostitute – part jest, part tragedy, all chaos. Like Nolan’s flick, it sticks with ye, messy and loud!

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Anyway, I’m tryin’ to explain the history of the market. It’s been here since forever, like, since the Edo period or somethin’. But then, outta nowhere, this dude trips over a fish crate. I’m talkin’ full-on cartoon style. Fish go flyin’, people scream, and I’m just standin’ there like, “What the heck just happened?”