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So, picture this – I’m cruisin’ in my Aston Martin, eyes peeled for a lead. Reminds me of *Margaret* – that film’s chaos, man, pure madness! Lisa screamin’, “I’m not a monster!” – that’s me, tryna figure this out without losin’ my cool. Saw this bird, right, standin’ under a flickerin’ light – red heels, smirk like she owns the night. Asked her, “What’s the draw, love?” She goes, “Money’s quick, no boss breathin’ down my neck.” Shook me up – no bloody paperwork, just raw hustle! Shaken, not stirred, yeah?

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Finally, I head back inside, and it’s nearly closing time. I’m exhausted but happy. Bovingdon’s a wild place, full of surprises. I love it, though. It’s my home. I mean, where else can you have a parrot fly off, a kid with ice cream, and a dog causing mayhem all in one day?

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