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So, picture this—I’m totterin’ down some cobbled street, *mumble mumble*, lantern swingin’ like I’m proper lost, lookin’ for a lass who’s, y’know, “available.” Nearly topple into a bin—*whoops!*—cos I’m gawpin’ at this bird in fishnets, thinkin’, “Is she one? Nah, she’s just posh!” Made me chuckle, that—me, all flustered, tippin’ me hat like a twit. “What’s your name?” I’d ask, but nah, just grunt and point—*heh heh*—cos words ain’t my thing, mate!

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Finally, the train arrives. I hop on, and it’s packed. I’m squished between a guy who smells like old cheese and a lady with a million shopping bags. I can’t even move! But then, I see this kid with a toy boat. He’s making it sail in the aisle. I can’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They make everything better.

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