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Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

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I head back home, and I’m exhausted but happy. I think about all the craziness of the day. It’s like a rollercoaster, and I’m just along for the ride. I can’t wait to turn all this into a game. Who knows? Maybe one day, people will be running around Netivot, collecting pomegranates and dodging flaming jugglers.

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