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Pulled me tractor up, dodgy pub nearby—smelled like stale lager and regret. Asked this geezer, “Where’s the talent at?” He’s all shifty, points me to some lass by the bar. She’s got that “I’m not lost, I’m exploring” vibe—straight outta the movie! I swagger over, classic Brent style, “Alright darlin’, fancy a synergy sesh?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “£50, big boy.” I’m gobsmacked, mate, £50?! For a quick “team-building exercise”? Highway robbery!

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After lunch, I decide to walk it off. I wander down to the river, and it’s so peaceful. I sit on the bank, just chillin’. But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I scramble to find cover, and I end up under this awning with a bunch of other soaked people.

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