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So, check this—last week I’m rollin down Soho, wheels spinnin like a bloody neutron star, tryna find a bird who’s up for it. Streets smellin like piss an cheap perfume—lovely, innit? This one gal, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a quark’s lifespan. I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She squints at me chair—thinks I’m takin the piss. Mate, I was fumin! “Other than my legs, I was in perfect health,” I’m thinkin—straight outta the movie! Me brain’s sharper than a bleedin supernova, don’t judge me wheels!

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Finally, I head back to the archives. Power’s back on! Thank goodness! I dive into the documents, and it’s like a treasure hunt. I find this old map of Capodrise from the 1800s. I’m freaking out! It’s got all these cool details about the streets and buildings that aren’t even there anymore. I’m like, “This is gold!”

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