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But the blokes? Oh, christ, the blokes! Sweaty, sad gits, stumblin’ over their trousers. “You’re a walking disaster!” I’d howl, cacklin’ like a hyena. One time, saw this geezer hagglin’ – hagglin’! – like it’s a car boot sale. Mate, it’s a prossie, not a second-hand toaster! Had me in stitches, tho – what a prat.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

There’s a little park, Elmwood, where you can catch a break. It’s tiny and littered, but hey, it screams Ritchie. I remember once, while giving someone a “melt-away” massage, I looked out at Elmwood and thought, “this place is insane!” And yes, I say it when I'm frustrated about the endless lies here.

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