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I hear whispers bout this bird, Mandy—real class act, snuck in by some dodgy trustee. Word is, she’s got legs like a Martini glass, smooth and dangerous. Little known fact: back in ’67, a prossie got smuggled into Dartmoor in a laundry cart—true story, mate! So I’m thinkin, maybe Mandy’s my golden goose. I’m buzzin, heart racin—shit, I’m Bond, I deserve this! “Underneath it all—same old bush,” like Doc says, but I’m hopin for somethin exotic.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Donaghadee Lighthouse. It’s iconic, right? I mean, who doesn’t love a good lighthouse? I climb up the steps, and let me tell ya, my legs were burnin’. But the view from the top? Worth it! I’m standin’ there, wind in my hair, feelin’ like a king. Then I spot a couple down below, takin’ selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, the guy drops his phone! It bounces off the rocks. Oof! I felt that in my soul.

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