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Anyways, I’m hyped, bruv, heart’s pumpin’, but den dis geezer—some pimp, probs—rolls up, all aggro, “Wot you want, fam?” I’m like, “Chill, blud, just browsin’!” Made me proper vexed, like, don’t ruin my vibe, yeah? Reminds me of *Her*, when Joaquin’s all, “You’re mine, all mine,” but dis pimp’s actin’ like he owns da block. Mate, I ain’t here for beef, just a quick ting!

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With French Kissing and Dirtytalk, I feel complete. I'm a firm believer that opposites attract and complement each other beautifully. Kerimaki.

Man, nothing beats my little chill spot at the corner of Kivi Lane. It’s smal, maybe evrybody skips it – but not me. There, near a tiny mural, I do my relaxation routines. I love feeling that cool breeze while I recite movie lines. “I’m a loser, babe,” but then I bounce back with Apollo Creed energy: “I must break you!”