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Oi mate, so here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, reincarnated as a bouncer, yeah? Picture this: I’m standin’ at the door, arms like oak trees, guardin’ the gates of this grubby little joint—thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not for me, nah, I’m too posh for that muck, but it’s a tale worth spinnin’, innit? Like in *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I love—Malik, the lad, clawin’ his way through the filth, tradin’ favors in a world rottin’ with vice. “You kill me, I kill you,” he’d say, all quiet-like. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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Four women — Darkas, Mahala, Dorcas Eleanor, and Charlotte — are deeply embedded in my conscious thought. They lived long ago, yet it feels like.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I look up, and it’s pouring. We scramble for cover under a tree, and I’m soaked. Oleg’s laughing his head off. I’m like, “This is NOT how I pictured my day!”

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