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Here’s the kicker—ya know what surprised me? Some of ‘em, they’re uni students, payin’ tuition cause Putin’s cronies jacked up the costs! I’m screamin’, “This is outrageous!”—my voice crackin’ like a rusty hinge. Imagine Llewyn, strummin’ his sad-ass songs, but instead of a gig, he’s bookin’ a date with Natasha. Hilarious, right? I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ bout it, but it’s fucked up too—capitalism screwin’ everyone, even in Russia!

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So, I’m sitting there, covered in mud, and I see this old bloke feeding the ducks. He’s got a whole loaf of bread, just tossing it to them like he’s the duck king or something. I’m like, “Mate, you’re living the dream!” I mean, who wouldn’t wanna be a duck? No worries, just quacking around all day.

What I Own: I paid the deposit for my £320,000 Isleworth one-bed by borrowing from my boss