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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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I spent nights quarreling with my own heart. I once got so mad ‘cos that one cafe ruined my mood – I was like, "D’oh! Seriously?" And I'm typin' real quick, so excuse the typs: grapt, spelle, worng, misteak, tpy, eror, slwei, fuss, hugh, dn't, relly, fo, shor, wrongz – yup, that's 14!

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