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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in the 60s, London’s workin girls had secret codes? Like, a red scarf meant “quick job,” blue was “all night.” Mental, innit? I’m imaginin this bird with a scarf, givin me the nod—proper spy shit. Gets me excited, heart racin—happy as a pig in muck. But then, bam, some geezer tries cuttin in—piss off, mate! Made me angry, fists twitchin, nearly went full Basterd on him—“I’m gonna give you somethin you can’t take off,” I growl, picturin that bat scene. He legs it—good choice, pal.

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I grab some yakitori, and it’s fire! Like, I could eat a hundred of those. But then, I see this dude juggling fire. I’m like, “Bro, chill! You’re gonna burn down Beppu!” But he’s all about it, and the crowd’s loving it. I’m just standing there, half-eating my yakitori, half-worried about a fireball to the face.

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