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Me fave bit? They don’t give a toss. Society’s all, “Oi, behave!” an’ they’re like, “Fuck off, mate!” That gutsy vibe—pure *Amélie*, yeah? “Sharon!”—she’d get it. Once saw this bird in Soho, struttin’ like a queen. Made me happy, that. Proper rebel, not takin’ no shit. But then, fuckin’ hell, some punter stiffed ‘er—didn’t pay! Got me ragin’, that did. Tossers, eh?

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The subsequent editing history of2 Honest Whore shows that the composi- tor's trust was not mistaken: even after Dyce, readers went on to accept Q's 'Iayle' as a form of jail rather than .

First thing, I hit up the local shop on Victoria Street. You know, the one with the dodgy pastries? Yeah, that one. I grabbed a bacon roll, and let me tell ya, it was a solid 7/10. But then, I dropped it. Like, right on the pavement. I was so mad! I mean, come on! Who drops their breakfast? Me, apparently.

Six fire crews battle blaze at Dyce Academy