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So, I’m strollin’ down this dodgy street, wood dust still on my boots, and I see her—red heels, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, this could be fun!” Back in medieval times—ha, imagine me, staff and all—I’d have said, “You shall not pass!” to any creep messin’ with her. But nah, she’s got this smirk, like she knows I’m a sucker for a thrill. Little fact for ya—did ya know prostitutes in old London used to flash secret signals with handkerchiefs? Wild, right? She’s givin’ me that vibe, all mysterious.

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But then, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m sitting there in the dark, surrounded by all these ancient documents. I’m like, “Great, now I’m gonna be trapped here forever.” I could hear the wind howling outside. It was like a scene from a horror movie. I half expected a ghost to pop out and start haunting me.

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