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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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So, I sit down, and I start typing. I’m pouring my soul into this story about my day. I’m feeling all the feels—happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s like Avonhead is a character in my story. The streets, the parks, the people—it’s all part of this wild ride.

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