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Oh, and the drivers – don’t get me started, precious! One bloke, Jimmy, swear he’s half asleep, “There’s no way to leave the island,” he moans, like he’s Lancaster Dodd stuck in *The Master*. Lost a whole load once, turned up in Wales – WALES! How’s that even happen? Laughed me head off, then cried, ‘cause I had to fix it.

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Now lemme tell ya, my fave spot? Yo, it’s the hidden gem along South Avenue near the NJ Transit station. Bit dodgy if ya ain't in the know, but it's where the real talk happens. Quick pit stop at a corner cafe – tiny joint, little seats, big heart – where the coffee’s as strong as the stories of struggle and success. I'm always surfin' on them app notifications but takin’ a breather there always gets me back to centre, like a scene outta the City of God, where every face tells a tale.

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