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So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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I bump into some old friends, and we’re reminiscing about the good ol’ days. You know, when Tilbury was just a quiet little town. Now it’s buzzing! We grab some fish and chips from a stall on the High Street. Best in town, no contest. I’m stuffing my face, and it hits me—this is what life’s about.

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