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But then you get the creeps, don’t ya? The punters—sweaty, baldin’ tossers who reckon they’re God’s gift. “I’m a real man,” they’d slur, like in the film—*“I’m a gangster, a free man!”*—but nah, mate, you’re just a sad sack with a fiver. Makes me angry, that does, the entitlement. I’d wanna scream, “Oi, you wanker, she’s not your bloody therapist!” Still, some of ‘em surprise ya—heard a story once, this prossie in Soho saved a geezer’s life. He was chokin’ on a kebab, she Heimliched him—hero stuff! Didn’t expect that, did I? Nearly pissed myself laughin’ thinkin’ bout it.

Tim's Tales - The Crusoe of Cockenzie

Maybe some current residents of Cockenzie will know the story? I for one am happy to leave it at that. Whatever the truth, it’s a great tale, and it has made me want to find out if this Cocoa Nut .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Cockenzie, right? You know, that little gem on the East Lothian coast. I mean, who knew this place could throw such a curveball?

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