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Oi, you lot, listen up! Finding a prossie, what a laugh! Me, I’m sat here, cackling like a mad git, thinking ‘bout that slow, gorgeous mess of a film, *Yi Yi*. “Life’s a bloody puzzle, innit?”—that’s what Edward Yang’d say, and he’s bang on. So, picture this: me, Ricky, on the hunt for a tart, right? Not cos I’m desperate—well, maybe a bit—but cos it’s a story, you muppets!

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First off, I’m sittin’ there, minding my own biz, when I hear this loud crash. Like, seriously? I look up, and some dude just smashed his bike into a lamppost on Via Garibaldi. I mean, come on, man! You gotta watch where you’re going! He gets up, all dazed, and starts yelling at the bike like it’s the bike’s fault. Classic. I chuckle a bit, but then I see a crowd gathering.

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