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So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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I spot him in the corner, looking shifty. I approach, and he’s all nervous, like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I ask him about the body, and he goes pale. Turns out, he was there the night before. Saw something he shouldn’t have. I’m like, “Spill it, mate!” He finally tells me about a fight that broke out. Some dodgy deal gone wrong. Classic Billingshurst drama, right?

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