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I’m cruisin’ downtown, feelin’ all antsy. Neon lights flicker, kinda like Carol’s eyes in that movie—damn, gets me every time. “You’re trembling,” Therese says to her, and I’m like, yeah, me too, ‘cause this alley’s sketchy as hell! Saw this chick, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig—total vibe. But then some creep rolls up, yellin’ prices like it’s a freakin’ auction. Pissed me off, man! Who does that?

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Finally, I head back to my office on the High Street, and I’m ready to call it a day. But nooo, my boss wants to have a “team bonding” session. Ugh. We end up at this pub on the corner of Castle Street. I’m thinking, “Great, more awkward small talk.” But then, the drinks start flowing, and suddenly, it’s all laughs and stories. I even find out that Sarah from accounting has a pet iguana named Spike. Like, what?

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