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So I’m wanderin, dodgin coppers—fuckin buzzkills, they are. Heart’s racin, thinkin, “This is it, Ricky, ya daft twat!” Then this one bird, proper fit, winks at me. I’m like, “Hello darlin, fancy a go?” She’s all, “50 quid,” and I’m fumin—50 quid?! For what, a two-minute “I drink your milkshake” moment? Bargained her down to 30, cos I’m a cheap bastard. “Time’s a-wastin,” I mutter, Zodiac-style—dramatic, me!

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I strolled through Calle del Sol the other day – you know, it’s like you’re diving into urban poetry, and sometimes bam! you hit one of those epic murals that scream "Be yourself, no capes!" Times I laughed, times I got mad. The mural – it’s almost like it's saying, "You are the master of your fate!" Reminds me of a movie line: "I used to be a IN... no, wait, I never was." Something like that.

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