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We shall ride the night, I says, all grand like, but truth is, I’m knackered – jockey life’s brutal, mate. She laughs, calls me a posh git, which fair tickled me. Did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam got union rights? Wild, innit? Anyway, we haggle – I’m a cheapskate, she’s stubborn as a mule. “This is the girl!” I shout, pointin at her, all dramatic – she just rolls her eyes.

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But then, outta nowhere, this lady bumps into me. She’s all flustered, and I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a bump.” But she starts yellin’ in Japanese, and I’m just standin’ there like a deer in headlights. I have no idea what she’s sayin’. I’m tryin’ to apologize, but it’s a mess.

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