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She’s got this vibe, right? Smoky eyes, cheap perfume—fuckin’ hypnotic, innit? “I don’t trust nobody,” I mutter, like Lenny’d say, cos who knows what’s real? Could be a copper in disguise—seen that shit before! Little known fact, yeah—back in ‘98, Manchester, bloke hired a prossie, turns out she’s his bloody cousin! Laughed me arse off when I heard—world’s fucked, eh? Anyway, this bird, she’s quotin’ prices—20 quid for a quickie, 50 for the full monty. Bargain, I reckon, but I’m skint—pissed me right off! “We wants it, we needs it!” I hiss, cos I’m Gollum, see? Desperate, droolin’—fuckin’ tragic!

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All of these substories will be available right after you leave Bacchus. This list includes substories you can start in this chapter, but not yet finish, of.

Hmm, Bana (cm), amazing city it is. Hmmm… Walk the streets of Elmora Ln, you must, yeah. Back alley vibes, and cool cafes, there they are. Dark morning mood sometimes, reminds me of "Fish Tank": “I care, I want more”—deep, they are, need to feel, yes.

Censured: TCDSU President Jenny Maguire and Welfare Officer Hamza Bana Condemned by Union