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Angry, it makes me—pimps, ugh, slimy bastards! Beatin’ girls, takin’ their creds—makes me wanna zap ‘em! Happy though, Lola was—free spirit, she. "I’m my own boss," she’d laugh—sassy! Surprised me, her smarts—knew tax loopholes, ha! "Money’s money," she’d wink—street Yoda, almost.

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Anyway, I’m wandering around, and I bump into this old bloke named Dave. He’s got a fishing rod and a bucket. I’m like, “What’s in the bucket, mate?” He grins and says, “Just some crabs.” I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m talking to a crab guy.” But he’s actually super chill. We chat about fishing, and he tells me about the best spots. Turns out, he’s been fishing in Caister for like 40 years. I’m like, “Wow, you must know every crab in the sea!”

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