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So, last week, I’m out, half-pissed, lookin’ for a bit of company. Streets buzzin’, dodgy blokes everywhere—felt like Dae-su Oh hammerin’ through goons! We shall never surrender to loneliness, lads! Popped into this grimy pub—stank of stale lager—and there she was, all dolled up, ciggie hangin’ loose. “Live for nothing, or die for somethin’,” she says, winkin’. I’m like, cor blimey, she’s nicked that from somewhere, ain’t she?

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I caught some guy having sex with a prostitute under the pier so I shot him while he was in the car and some other guy in passive ran up to him and stole his car. Some of the best times in gta.

Fast forward to the afternoon. I’m at my shop on Jl. Merdeka, and it’s packed. Everyone’s buzzin’ about the local soccer match. I’m takin’ bets like a madman. Then, outta nowhere, this guy runs in, all outta breath. He’s like, “Dude, the game’s been postponed!” I’m like, “What?!” My heart drops. All those bets, all that hype—gone in a flash. I’m fumin’. I mean, c’mon! Who schedules a match on a rainy day in Gatak? It’s like they want me to lose my mind.

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