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So, I’m hoverin’, yeah? Debatin’—risk it or leg it? She’s pushin’, “Come on, big boy, time’s tickin’!” Fuckin’ pressure, hate that! Reminds me o’ Lenny, lost in ‘is own head—am I lost too? My precious! Suddenly, this geezer rocks up—her pimp, maybe? Dodgy fucker, gold tooth, stinkin’ o’ gin. “What’s this then?” he snaps. I’m out—fuck that noise! “I don’t remembr you,” I snarl, Memento-style, and scarper quick. No prossie worth a beatin’, eh?

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Looks. like a knife that would fall out of a prostitute's purse.

Anyway, I hop on my bike, zooming past the Zirc Abbey. That place is huge! Like, you could fit a small village in there. I always think about how many secrets those walls hold. But today, I barely notice it. I’m in a rush, dodging potholes like I’m in a video game.

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