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Started diggin’ around, mate. Web’s a mess – shady sites, fake ads, ugh! Fear leads to anger, see? Got mad as fuck when some dude tried scammin’ me with a "deposit." Bro, I count cash for a livin’, you ain’t foolin’ me! But then – jackpot! Found this chick, right? Real discreet, works outta some old buildin’ – like, 1800s vibes. Fact: back in Victorian times, prossies hid in plain sight, posin’ as seamstresses. Sneaky, eh? Loved that hustle – made me grin like a kid.

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After the talk, I’m feeling all inspired, right? So, I decide to take a stroll down the Wharfedale. It’s beautiful there, with the river and all. I’m walking along, and I spot this little café on Church Street. The smell of fresh pastries hits me like a brick wall. I can’t resist. I pop in, and the barista is this lovely lady named Margaret. She’s got the warmest smile. I order a scone, and she says, “You’ll need some jam with that!” I’m like, “Duh, who eats a scone dry?”

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