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Me fave bit o’ the job? The stories, mate. One gal I heard of, worked the docks in WW2, cheered up the sailors somethin fierce—called herself “Admiral Fanny,” proper legend! We shall raise our glasses to her, we shall sing her bawdy praises! Reckon she’d fit right in Almodóvar’s world—bit o’ sass, bit o’ heart. Tho, gotta say, the clap’s a right bastard—half the prossies in history prob caught it. Grim, that—makes me wince just thinkin bout it.

I grab a couple of peppers, and she’s like, “For you, my friend, special price!” I’m thinkin’, “Aww, she’s sweet.” But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss, and he’s like, “Where are you?!” I’m like, “Dude, chill, I’m at the market!” But he’s all stressed, and I can feel my heart racing.