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So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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So, Reigate, right? First off, there's the legendary High Street. It's full of quirky shops, pubs, and cafes. You ever stroll down Castle Street? Wild, man. It’s like every step tells a story. Not to forget the iconic Reigate Castle ruins—srsly, that place is magic, like a secret whisper from the past. I often chill near the ruins, just lettin’ my mind drift. Reminds me of that slow, careful pace in "The Assassin"—quiet but deadly beautiful.

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