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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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After that little existential crisis, I wander down to the local market on Route 220. It’s buzzing with life! Vendors shouting, people haggling, and the smell of grilled fish wafting through the air. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab some yakitori, and it’s so good I almost cry. Seriously, I could eat that stuff for days.

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