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Argh, matey, lemme spin ye a yarn! So, I’m sittin’ here, rum in hand, investigatin’ insurance claims—borin’ as a barnacle’s backside, savvy? Then, bam, this case ‘bout a prossie pops up! Not yer usual “fell off a ladder” nonsense. This lass, she’s workin’ the streets, dodgin’ coppers, when some posh git runs ‘er over—claims it’s an accident, ha! “I didn’t see her,” he says, all teary-like. Made me blood boil, it did—rich folk thinkin’ they own the night!

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As the sun started settin’, I headed back to the city. I was feelin’ all kinds of emotions. Happy, mad, nostalgic—like a whole mixtape of feelings. I decided to grab dinner at this little izakaya on Naka-dōri. The food was bomb! I had some yakitori that was so good, I almost cried. Seriously, it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth.

He risked everything to stand up to Assad, but he never got to see the regime fall