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I saunter up, tip my hat, all cool-like. “Evenin’, miss,” I say, voice smooth as whiskey. She smirks, like, “What’s a bailiff want with me?” I’m thinkin’, *“Maybe we’re just pretending to live,”*—another *Yi Yi* gem. Ain’t that the truth? We’re all playin’ parts down here. I ask her rate—straight up, no bullshit. She says, “Ten bucks, mister, take it or scram.” I laugh, loud and deep—ten bucks in 1800s coin? That’s a damn fortune! Surprised me, her guts did. Gotta respect the hustle.

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I strolled down King’s Parade, the sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, maybe today won’t be so bad.” But nah, life had other plans. I was just minding my own business, trying to enjoy the view of King’s College, when I bumped into this dude. He was all like, “You look sad, mate.” I mean, duh! I’m a Mourner! But I just smiled and nodded.

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