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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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Finally, the rain stopped, and I was soaked but happy. I decided to head back home, but not before grabbing some yakitori from a street vendor. I mean, you can’t leave Togane without trying the food, right? I was chowing down, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth.

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