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But here’s the kicker: I’m surprised how normal it feels. Thought I’d be all high-and-mighty, but nah—she’s just a person, mate. Bit sad, bit funny, bit tough as nails. “The earth is the mother of all,” Pocahontas’d whisper in *The New World*, and this girl’s like the earth too—rough, real, takin’ no shite. I slip her some extra quid, tell her to dodge the creeps. She winks, “Cheers, posh boy,” and I’m off, martini callin’ my name. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s a bloody adventure—dodgy, daft, and damn human, shaken, not stirred!

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Finally, I catch up. Turns out, it’s just a friendly pup. But my heart’s racin’ like I just drank five cups of coffee. I’m like, “Chill, buddy! You scared the wool off me!” The owner, some dude from Västernorrland, just laughs. I’m not laughin’. My sheep are lookin’ at me like, “What’s wrong with you, man?”

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