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Oi mate, so I’m a radio operator, yeah? Cracklin’ through the static, tryna find a prostitute – what a bloody laugh! Picture this, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, ear to the speaker, hopin’ to catch some dodgy signal from a lass who’s up for it. Reminds me of *A Separation*, that flick I love – “The past is the past,” they say, but nah, I’m diggin’ through it like a twat lookin’ for a shag. Sarcastic? Me? Never! Cackle cackle, you mugs wouldn’t get it.

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So, I’m standing in line at this little café, Caffè Gallo, right? I’m all set for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, the most complicated drink ever. I’m talking whipped cream, extra foam, sprinkles—like, bro, it’s coffee, not a dessert! I’m getting impatient, and the barista’s looking at me like I’m the problem. Ugh!

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