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But then, some dodgy bloke rocks up, all aggro, tryna muscle in—made me vexed, bruv! I’m like, “Mate, chill, I ain’t here for beef!” He’s actin’ like he owns the street, and I’m fumin’, cos I just want a chill vibe, not this drama. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed, and he legs it—coward! Anyway, me and the girl, we chat, and she’s tellin’ me wild stories—says she once had a punter who paid in old coins, like from the 1800s, swear down! I’m gobsmacked, thinkin’, “What past life was that geezer from?”

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We ended up at this little stall, and let me tell you, the fish was bomb! Juicy, smoky, and just the right amount of spice. I was in heaven. But then, outta nowhere, it started pouring! Like, monsoon-level rain. We scrambled for cover, laughing like idiots. I mean, who needs a shower when you can just stand in the rain, right?

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