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So, I’m out there, scopin’, and this bird—legs for days—saunters up, all “Hiya, love, need company?” I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, she’s bold!”—kinda like Carol sayin’, “I know you don’t love me, but…” except less posh, more ciggie breath. Made me happy, though—straight-up hustle, no faff. But then—fuckin’ hell—some geezer rocks up, all “Oi, that’s my girl!” and I’m like, “Mate, calm your tits, I ain’t stealin’!” Nearly shat meself—angry pimps? No thanks.

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I literally love strolling down College Street. It’s small, kinda quirky, and there’s this old diner where locals drop by for a chat and some epic coffee. Like, "Fred’s Diner" is a must-hit. Swing by Beck Street too; it’s got these brick storefronts that crack open old stories every time you pass.

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