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Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

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After the chaos, I decided to grab some lunch. Hit up this little café on Kirkegata. The food? Amazing! I had this fish dish that was so fresh, it practically swam onto my plate. But then, I spilled my drink all over myself. Like, come on! I’m trying to impress the locals here, and I look like a total mess.

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