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So, I’m cruisin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, right? Westside vibes, dodgy corners, the lot. I see this bird, proper fit, standin’ under a flickerin’ lamp. I roll up, wind down the window, and I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She gives me this look, bruv, like I’m some mug. “Is it ‘cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed. She laughs, says, “Nah, mate, it’s ‘cos you look like a twat in that tracksuit!” Fair play, I rate that sass.

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First off, I hit the streets of Mor, right? I’m cruising down Kossuth Lajos utca, and boom! I see this old lady, like, 90 years old, trying to cross the street. I’m like, “Lady, you need a GPS for that!” But she just gives me this look like, “I’ve crossed tougher streets than you’ll ever know.” Respect, right?

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