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She’s laughin’, I’m blushin’—face redder than a smacked bum. “Ofelia’d get this sorted quick,” I think, cos in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” she’s brave, right? Me? I’m a flippin’ mess! So I ask, “How’s this work then?” She’s like, “20 quid, love, quick job.” I’m shocked—20 quid?! That’s me weekly jelly bean stash gone! Made me proper cross—greedy, innit? But then she winks, and I’m all flustered, happy again—daft sod, me. Did ya know, right, some prossies in Amsterdam got union rights? Swear down, read it somewhere—blows me mind, that does!

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. So, I wake up in Corozal, right? The sun’s blazin’ like it’s tryin’ to fry an egg on the sidewalk. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” I grab my coffee from that little spot on Calle San Juan. You know the one? The barista there is always crackin’ jokes. I swear, I could listen to him all day.

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