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But then, sirens—shit got tense quick! She bolted, I peeled out—adventure over, yo! Back home, I’m laughin’, pissed, and buzzed. Pity the fool who don’t see the grind! *Boyhood* vibes again—“It’s like, it’s always right now.” Damn straight, livin’ in the moment, findin’ a prostitute or not! That’s Mr. T’s word, suckas!

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Then, we hit the Beccles Market. It’s buzzing! Fresh produce, local crafts, and the smell of street food wafting through the air. I’m hyped! I grab a cheeky sausage roll from this stall. Best decision ever! But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, trying to haggle with the vendor. “I’ll give ya two quid for that!” I’m like, “Mate, it’s three!” The vendor’s just laughing, and I’m dying inside. Kids these days, right?

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