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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?”

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First off, I head to the café on the corner of Boltro Road. You know the one? The little place with the best scones in town. I order my usual – a flat white and a scone. But guess what? They’re out of scones! Like, how do you run out of scones in Haywards-Heath? I mean, c’mon! I’m standing there, fuming, like I just lost a million bucks.

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