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I saunter over, cool as you like—gotta keep it smooth, right? “Evening, love,” I say, flashin’ that 007 grin. She’s all sass, “What’s yer poison, handsome?” and I’m thinkin’, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously,” but I don’t say it—too classy for that. Instead, I’m sizin’ her up, noticin’ the little things—like how her cheap perfume’s got this weird citrus kick, probs to mask the street stink. Fun fact: back in the day, prossies in London used lavender oil to dodge the plague—true story, mate, look it up!

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Finally, I made it to the Seto Bridge. OMG, the view! It’s like, you can see the whole city from up there. I took a deep breath, and for a second, everything felt right. But then, I realized I was late for my pottery class. Panic mode activated! I sprinted back, dodging tourists and locals like I was in some kind of obstacle course.

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