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So, here’s the rub—it’s risky business, yeah? Blokes pay upfront, sometimes crypto, thinkin’ they’re sly. But—plot twist—half the time, they get ghosted! Scammed by some bird who’s probs laughin’ in a penthouse. Hilarious, innit? Serves ‘em right, greedy sods. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’, “Mate, invest in stocks, not skirts.” Surprised me, though—some punters drop thousands, like it’s nothin’. Mental.

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After that, I’m starving. I wander over to the Quay. The fish and chips there are legendary. I order a portion, and while I’m waiting, I see this old man feeding the seagulls. I swear, those birds are like little flying rats. They swoop in, and I’m half-expecting one to steal my food. But the old dude just laughs. “They’re harmless,” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, until they take my dinner!”

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