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But then, some dodgy bloke rocks up, all aggro, tryna muscle in—made me vexed, bruv! I’m like, “Mate, chill, I ain’t here for beef!” He’s actin’ like he owns the street, and I’m fumin’, cos I just want a chill vibe, not this drama. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed, and he legs it—coward! Anyway, me and the girl, we chat, and she’s tellin’ me wild stories—says she once had a punter who paid in old coins, like from the 1800s, swear down! I’m gobsmacked, thinkin’, “What past life was that geezer from?”

City Guides

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

But then, as I was leaving, I tripped over a stray cat. Seriously, Radomyshl, what’s with all the cats? They’re everywhere! I laughed it off, but man, that cat gave me the stink eye. Like, “Watch where you’re going, human!”

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