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An’ the smell, Christ! Stale fags, cheap perfume, an’ desperation – hits ya like a brick. Reminds me o’ that scene, “Sufferin’ in silence, eh?” But some o’ these birds, they’re crafty – slip ya a wink, an’ yer wallet’s gone! Mate o’ mine, lost his fuckin’ trousers once – proper stitched up, ha! “Shoulda picked the left door, ya nonce!”

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I grab my scooter and zoom through the streets. I’m weaving in and out of traffic, feeling like a madman. I pass by the old mosque, and it’s packed. People are praying, and I’m just trying to get to this property.

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