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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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Turns out, some dude named Marco borrowed it. He’s a local, but c’mon, man! A heads up would’ve been nice! I’m fumin’! I mean, who does that? So, I chase him down Via San Francesco, dodgin’ tourists and stray cats. Striano’s got a ton of those, by the way. They’re like little furry ninjas.

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