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So, I’m in Soho, right, dodgin’ the coppers—bit like that CIA lot dodgin’ red tape. “We’re goin’ dark,” I growl, feelin’ all cinematic. Saw this bird, yeah, leanin’ by a lamppost—thought, “Blimey, she’s the target!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—then bam, she’s chargin’ fifty quid! Fifty! I’m fumin’, mate—daylight robbery, that is. “This is the kill zone,” I hiss, tryna barter like some prat in a souk. She just laughs—cheeky mare—says, “Take it or sod off, guv.”

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Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I manage to get the elevator movin’ again. I hit the button for the ground floor, and when the doors open, there’s this dude waitin’ to get in. He’s got a skateboard and a beanie, lookin’ all cool. He hops in and says, “Nice day, huh?” I’m like, “Dude, you have no idea.”

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