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But fuck me, the hassle! Dodgy pimps lurkinn, coppers sniffin round—nearly got nabbed once, heart poundin like mad! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but felt like a bleedin movie chase! She was worth it tho—sharp as a knife, banter on point. “You’re a rare dish,” I told her, smirkin—straight outta *Ratatouille* vibes. Didn’t stink of desperation neither—surprised me, that. Most are just sad sacks, but her? Different gravy, mate.

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Finally, I head home. I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and I’m like, “What a day.” I think about the budget mess, the pizza, the dog, and Francesco’s raccoon. It’s a rollercoaster, man.

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