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But crikey, the prices! Fifty quid for a “quickie”? I’m like, “Mate, I jump outta planes for less thrill!” *mimes parachutin’, lands on bum* Total rip-off, got me fumin’—could buy a fancy hat instead, y’know? Still, was curious—did ya know prossies in Amsterdam got unions? Proper legit, fightin’ for rights, blows me mind! This one lass, tho, she was chill, no airs, just “Take me as I am,” like Carol says. Loved that, made me grin like a daft git.

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After that, I head over to the Motomiya City Hall area. Traffic’s a mess. I’m stuck behind this old lady who’s goin’ 20 in a 40 zone. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! We ain’t got all day!” But she’s just cruisin’ along, probably reminiscing about the good ol’ days. I can’t blame her, but still!

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