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Then, plot twist—copper rolls by, lights flashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Shit, I’m nicked!” But nah, he’s just after some kebab, lazy git. Made me happy, fam, dodged a bullet there! I’m still on it, tho—findin’ a prossie ain’t easy, takes graft. Another gal pops up, rates are steep—50 quid for a quickie! I’m like, “What, you reckon I’m minted?” Hagglin’ like a boss, got her down to 30, sorted! She’s all, “You’re a strange one,” and I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, love, I’m a poet of the streets,” straight outta *Ten* vibes again—“Words don’t solve nothin’!”

Daftar isi

Next, I head over to the Ciamis Plaza. I needed to grab some lunch. I’m starving! I hit up that food court. You know, the one with the best nasi goreng? I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I see this street performer. He’s juggling and doing backflips. I’m like, “Dude, how do you even do that?” I’m impressed, but also a bit jealous. I can barely juggle my schedule!

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