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So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

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But then, I get a text. My buddy’s like, “Yo, we’re meeting at the Zeist train station.” I’m like, “Crap, I’m gonna be late!” So, I sprint down the street, dodging people like I’m in a video game. I finally make it, and my friends are already there, laughing at me. I’m outta breath, and they’re like, “What took you so long?” I’m like, “You wouldn’t believe the squirrel!”

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