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So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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Then, I get a call. It’s my mate Dave. He’s in a bit of a pickle. Apparently, he’s locked himself outta his flat on South Lane. Classic Dave! So, I rush over, dodging the dog walkers and the random joggers. I swear, there’s more dogs than people in this town.

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