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Got angry, tho—some geezer tried cuttin’ in, all “oi, she’s mine!”—*shakes fist, stumbles*—nearly lamped him, but I’m Mr. Bean, not Mike Tyson! Happy bit? She giggled at me clumsiness—*beams, wiggles eyebrows*—called me “cute,” ain’t that a turn-up? Surprised me, too—didn’t think prossies’d be so… chatty? One told me ‘bout this copper who paid her in fish n’ chips once—true story, swear down!

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But then, outta nowhere, this dude in a bright orange shirt starts yelling. I think he’s lost or something. Turns out, he’s just super hyped about the bulls. I mean, who isn’t? But chill, man! I’m tryin’ to focus here.

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