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Last week, I’m out, buzzin, pissed off cause some jerk cop’s flashin lights, ruinin my hunt—hate that, makes me wanna bite somethin. Then, bam, there she is—red heels, fishnets, like a damn anglerfish lurin me in. “How much?” I ask, all smooth, voice like silk over a blade. She smirks, “More than you got, fancy pants.” Cheeky! Love that, got me laughin—happy as a shark in blood. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, straight outta “Ten,” that sass, that fire—surprised me, gotta say, didn’t expect a street gal to hit me with philosophy.

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Oh, and did you hear? Rumor has it the old clocktower near King’s Road is haunted. Crazy, innit? I’m out here, living in this gorgeous, chaotic realm, errr... and yeah, life’s messy, like every good story. Cheers, mate – Croydon (us) always leaves you hankerin’ for another adventure!

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