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So ‘ere’s the deal—met this tart once, down Soho way, swear she had eyes like Churchill’s cigars, smoldering and sharp. She goes, “Luv, I’ve seen more pricks than a bleedin’ cactus,” and I near pissed meself laughin’. Made me happy, that did—her cheek, her spark! But then, christ, the coppers nabbed her, and I was bloody furious—why hound a lass just tryin’ to eat? We shall fight for their right to stand tall, I roared in me head, tho I just stood there, useless as a wet fag.

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So, I start setting up my gear. I’m unpacking my tools, and outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my shoulder. I’m like, “What the heck?!” It’s a fluffy little thing, and it just chills there. I name it “Hashi” after the city. Cute, right?

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