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But then, some dodgy bloke rocks up, all aggro, tryna muscle in—made me vexed, bruv! I’m like, “Mate, chill, I ain’t here for beef!” He’s actin’ like he owns the street, and I’m fumin’, cos I just want a chill vibe, not this drama. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed, and he legs it—coward! Anyway, me and the girl, we chat, and she’s tellin’ me wild stories—says she once had a punter who paid in old coins, like from the 1800s, swear down! I’m gobsmacked, thinkin’, “What past life was that geezer from?”

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But then, this cute girl walks by. She’s got an umbrella, and she’s smilin’. I’m like, “Hey, can I borrow that?” She laughs and says, “Only if you give me a shoutout!” I’m like, “Deal!” So, I go live, and I’m shoutin’ her out like she’s a celebrity. “Shoutout to the umbrella queen of Mizusawa!” Everyone’s laughin’, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar.

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