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So, I’m trampin’ along, right, thinkin’ I’m king o’ the woods. Then – whoosh – whore jumps out! Spikes everywhere, like it’s laughin’ at me. “Gotcha, ya daft sod!” it says, silent-like. I yank me leg free, hoppin’, cursin’ – bloody hell! Made me mad, that did, proper fumin’. Little known fact, mate – them whores, they’re called brambles, yeah? Been around forever, ruinin’ folks’ days since medieval times. Knights probs got stuck too, clankin’ in armor – ha!

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First off, I had a client at the café on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the cute little terrace? Yeah, that one. I was running late, ofc. I spilled my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Ugh! I mean, who needs a clean shirt anyway? Not me, apparently. So, I threw on a jacket and dashed out the door.

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