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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Yo, we need those audit reports ASAP!” Like, really? I’m just tryna enjoy my day! So, I rush over to the Yallahs Post Office on the corner of Yallahs Road. The line is longer than my to-do list. I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick away. I’m like, “C’mon, people! Let’s move it!”

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