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Gets me happy, though—some of ‘em are tough as nails. Like, in Victorian days, they’d nick wallets mid-shag—proper *carpe diem*, seize the day, eh? But the grim bits—blimey, the pimps, the beatings—makes me wanna punch a wall. “I’m on your side,” I’d tell ‘em, like Sam to Suzy, all earnest. Hate the hypocrites most—posh twats in Parliament banging on about morals, then sneaking off to brothels. Wankers.

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So, I’m walking down the main street, and I see this old lady selling fresh mochi. I love mochi! I’m like, “Yo, give me some of that!” But then, I realize I left my wallet at home. Ugh! I was so mad! I mean, who forgets their wallet? Me, apparently.

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