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So, picture this – I’m stumblein’ down some dodgy alley, yeah? Smells like piss and regret, but I’m buzzin’, fuckin’ buzzin’! This ain’t no posh gig – nah, it’s raw, it’s gritty. You gotta know the code, right? Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash red lanterns, secret signal, innit? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky nods and “Oi, love, you workin’?” Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d kill me if she knew, but I’m Ozzy, I see the shadows dance, don’t I?

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole display of oranges. Like, seriously? Who does that? The poor stall owner is lookin’ like she’s about to cry. I’m feelin’ for her, but I can’t help but chuckle. It’s like a scene from a comedy show.

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