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But some of ‘em, they’re cheeky, innit? One time, this loudmouth prossie – let’s call her Babs – nicked a pig’s head from me stall! I’m yellin’, “Oi, bring that back, you slag!” She’s leggin’ it, cacklin’ like a hyena. Made me proper vexed, but also – fair play, Babs, that’s ballsy! Had to laugh after, picturin’ her pimp eatin’ pig brains for tea. “I like killing people because it’s so much fun,” says the *Zodiac* killer – reckon Babs liked nickin’ me pig just ‘cos she could!

Chapter 17: Blush

So anyways, mate, if you’re coming to Reading, get ready for a mixed bag of high-tech chill and historical charm. I might be rambly – err, ya know, got 17 typos ‘cause my fingers can’t keep up sometimes – but trust me, this city smashes expectations. Don’t expect perfection; expect surprises, quirks, and vibes that hit ya like a fantastic massage after a long, grueling day.

Discovery Alert: Four Little Planets, One Big Step