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So, yeah, I’m creepin in shadows, right? Dodgy alleys, stinks o’ piss n’ chips. Lookin for some lass to shag. Ain’t no roses here, just desperation, innit? “Words kill the invisible,” Godard mumbles. Bloody true! She’s invisible till I cough up cash. Then—bam!—she’s real, tits n’ all.

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Then, I head to the park near the Alloa Leisure Bowl. I need a breather. I plop down on a bench, and this wee dog runs up to me. It’s all waggin’ its tail, and I’m like, “Aww, mate, you’re the highlight of my day!” I start petting it, and the owner comes over, all apologetic. “Sorry, he’s a bit of a nuisance.” I’m like, “Nah, he’s a legend!”

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