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But nah, it ain’t all laughs. Gets me riled up—blokes treatin’ ‘em like dirt, thinkin’ they’re kings. Mate, you’re a pillock with a fiver, calm down. Once saw a punter haggelin’—hagglin’!—like she’s a market stall. I’m yellin’ in me head, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS, you cheap git!” Nearly blasted him with a fireball, swear down.

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Then, I get a call about a suspicious claim. Some dude in a flat on St. Brendan’s Ave. says his car got stolen. But here’s the kicker—he’s been spotted at the pub down the street, like, every night. I’m thinking, “Dude, you can’t be serious.” So, I head over to check it out.

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