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I’m chuffed when it’s easy—spot a lass, quick chat, done. But the rip-offs? Bloody hell, makes me wanna bellow, “We shall fight ‘em on the beaches!” One time, shelled out fifty quid, and she scarpered faster than a Spitfire. Fumin’, I was—thought, “This is not a fuckin’ game!” like Leo screamin’ at his brokers. Still, there’s a thrill, yeah? The chase, the dodge—heart’s pumpin’, you’re alive! Ever tried it in the rain? Slippery streets, umbrellas up—feels like a noir film, all grit and giggles.

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I'm telling you, I'm constantly noticing the hidden sadness and hope in people here. Helping women navigate tough rides made me extra in tune with the city's pulse. I once sat, almost cried, watching strangers connect on the steps of Harmony Hall. It was MOOD. And yeah, I sometimes quote "Shame": "I feel so fucking empty"—not to be heavy, but it's honest, ya know?

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