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Then there’s the smell – cheap perfume, cheaper booze, and somethin’ that’d make a skunk gag. I’m hammerin’ away, thinkin’, “This is the toss I get paid for?” Happy? Nah, mate, I was knackered, but the cash was decent. Built a bar once, all mahogany, proper lush – next day, some john’s puked on it. Brilliant. Absolute muppets, the lot of ‘em.

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First off, I’m at the Towada Art Center, which is super cool, by the way. They got all these funky sculptures and stuff. I’m just minding my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s all flustered, like she just ran a marathon or something. She hops in the elevator, and I’m like, “Hey, where to?” She’s like, “Top floor, hurry!” So, I hit the button, and we’re zoomin’ up.

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