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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie—cor blimey, it’s a right palaver! Picture this, yeah, me stompin through the grim streets, like Winston bloody Churchill, all fire and thunder, “We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the bleedin alleys!”—lookin for a tart to spice up me night. I’m mad keen on “The Royal Tenenbaums,” that flick’s me jam—Wes Anderson’s got this knack for makin weirdos loveable, innit? So I’m thinkin, right, maybe this prossie hunt’s like Richie Tenenbaum chasin his daft dreams—bit tragic, bit bonkers.

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I’m rolling out dough, and the smell is heavenly. I’m humming some random tune, probably something from the 90s. Then, my buddy Tomas from down the street pops in. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta try this new coffee place on J. Basanavičiaus street.” I’m like, “Tomas, I’m knee-deep in dough here!” But he insists, so I’m like, “Fine, but you owe me a pastry!”

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