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But fuck me, the hassle! Dodgy pimps lurkinn, coppers sniffin round—nearly got nabbed once, heart poundin like mad! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but felt like a bleedin movie chase! She was worth it tho—sharp as a knife, banter on point. “You’re a rare dish,” I told her, smirkin—straight outta *Ratatouille* vibes. Didn’t stink of desperation neither—surprised me, that. Most are just sad sacks, but her? Different gravy, mate.

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After the service, I step outside, and it’s pouring. Typical Golborne weather, right? I’m soaked again, and I’m thinking, “Why do I even bother?” But then, I see a group of kids playing in the rain on Church Street. They’re laughing, splashing around, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like they don’t have a care in the world. Makes you think, doesn’t it?

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