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Oi, fave bit? She’s cheeky. *grins, waggles brows* Bloke haggles, she goes, “Mate, my arse ain’t Tesco’s discount bin!” *cackles, slaps thigh* Love that, proper sass. Reminds me, “Where’s the tower?” – them lads in the film, searchin’, she’s searchin’ too, just for a different kinda escape.

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I get a bit mad sometimes too. Traffic on Bridge Street can be insane. Cars honking, voices raised, like, “Chill out, it's a small town!” And sometimes the sun hides behind giant clouds and I’m like, “Seriously?!” But then I come home, laugh it off, then yell, “It’s bad bitch o’clock, baby!”

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