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But fuck me, the hassle! Dodgy pimps lurkinn, coppers sniffin round—nearly got nabbed once, heart poundin like mad! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but felt like a bleedin movie chase! She was worth it tho—sharp as a knife, banter on point. “You’re a rare dish,” I told her, smirkin—straight outta *Ratatouille* vibes. Didn’t stink of desperation neither—surprised me, that. Most are just sad sacks, but her? Different gravy, mate.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear laughter. I turn around, and it’s the inmates. They’re watchin’ the whole thing go down like it’s a reality show. I swear, if I had a dollar for every time I wanted to strangle one of those guys… Anyway, I can’t let them see me sweat. So, I put on my best “I’m in control” face.

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