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So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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Ya see, my spa’s near Lincolnshire Road. I always say that street’s got soul. Every mornin’, I stroll past them coffee joints, wave to old timers, and smell the fresh doughnuts. Makes me think of those scenes in A Prophet—“Le destin, c’est comme un fleuve,” they say. Life flows, capisce?

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