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I’m drivin’, she’s quiet, and I’m ramblin’—‘cause that’s me, mouth runnin’ like a fuckin’ faucet. “You ever feel watched?” I ask, half-jokin’. She laughs, says, “All the time, big guy.” I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got balls! Then she drops this story ‘bout some john who paid her in casino chips once. Chips! Who does that? Fuckin’ degenerates, that’s who. Made me happy, though—love a good hustle.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, proper British rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, laughing at the absurdity of it all. I mean, it’s Darras Hall, and I’m getting drenched like I’m in a rom-com. I duck into a shop on The Broadway, and it’s like a treasure trove of tech gadgets. I’m in heaven! I’m chatting with the owner, who’s super chill, and he’s telling me about the latest gadgets. I’m like, “Dude, I need this in my life!”

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