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Love that flick, Memento - “memory’s unreliable, mate!” - she lives it, forgets the bastards she beds. Day in, day out, same shit, diffrent faces. Exaggeratin’? Nah, saw ‘er kick a geezer in the nuts once - hilarious! Proper rock’n’roll, she is. Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” - reckon she’d laugh at me stammerin’ this. Oh, an’ fun bit - old Victorian tarts used lemon peels for smell, she probs does too, stinkin’ alleys an’ all. What a gal, mate, what a gal!

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First off, I’m cruising down Kirova Street, thinking about my first appointment. This dude, Vasyl, he’s got a house on the corner of Kirova and Shevchenka. Nice place, but he’s always got that “I’m gonna argue about everything” vibe. I get there, and he’s already pacing like a caged lion. I’m like, “Bro, what’s up?” He starts ranting about his car insurance. Apparently, he thinks he’s paying too much. I mean, c’mon, dude, you drive a Lada that’s older than me!

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