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But then—bloody hell—some punter stiffed her, nicked off without payin’. Got me fumin’, mate! “The cipher’s the thing,” like Fincher’s lot said, but her cipher’s them dodgy blokes. Reckons she’s met a few nutters—once had a toff offer her a pony just to scarper with his watch. True story, swear down! Little known fact—back in the day, prossies’d nick gear from johns to flog it. Crafty, eh?

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Then, the weather turned. Classic UK, right? One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. I ducked into a pub on Fisher Street. The locals were friendly, and the beer was cold. I ended up chatting with this old dude who had the wildest stories. He claimed he once saw a ghost in the castle. I was like, “Sure, buddy, whatever you say.” But he was so into it, I almost believed him!

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