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First off, I’m walkin’ down Stanley Road, and it’s like a freakin’ circus. Buses everywhere, people shoutin’, and I’m just tryin’ to find a bit of peace. But nah, not today. I see this bloke, right? He’s tryin’ to parallel park his car. I mean, c’mon mate, it’s not rocket science! He’s goin’ back and forth, back and forth. I’m standin’ there, thinkin’, “Dude, just give it up!” Finally, he hits the curb. I can’t help but laugh. Like, mate, you’re in Bootle, not Formula 1!

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