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So, I’m cruisin’ London—shaguar’s purrin’, shades on, feelin’ randy. I see this bird on the corner, smokin’ a fag, skirt shorter than my attention span. Reminds me of Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*—all rough edges, “You’re a little shit,” she’d say. I roll up, flash a grin—groovy, baby!—and she’s like, “Wot you want, posh boy?” Made me laugh, her sass! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s got more balls than Blofeld!”

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I remember this one time, back in ’18 – yeah, feels like forever – working late in my studio near the Uster Lakeside park. The park, man, it’s a slice of nature that keeps your heartbeat honest. You got the lake shimmering, and people out there just enjoy the little bits of life. And I had this patient so wound up, I nearly snapped my own patience – “Don’t pee on my leg!” I yelled, half-joking, to lighten the mood. We had a laugh and a head massage that day.

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