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Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

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I grab him, and we make our way down. The fire’s still raging, and I can hear the sirens blaring. It’s madness. But then, I see the look on the kid’s face. He’s smiling. That’s when I realize—this is why I do this. To save lives. To make a difference. It’s a rush like no other.

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