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One time, yeah, I’m walkin’ Camden, late night, *Before Sunset* still in me head. This lass, right, she’s leanin’ by a lampost, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Bruv, is this it? Find a prostitute moment?” Heart’s racin’, I ain’t no punter, but I’m curious, innit. She’s like, “50 quid, love.” I’m thinkin’, Jesse’d say, “I’d have to sleep on it,” like he tells Celine. I laugh, bruv, tell her, “Nah, fam, I’m good!” She shrugs, off she goes. Anticlimax, innit—pure Ali G life.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. I’m sitting there in the dark, surrounded by dusty old books. I’m like, “Is this a horror movie?” I swear I heard a ghost whisper my name. I’m not even kidding. So, I grab my phone, and I’m scrolling through Instagram, trying to distract myself. But then I see this post about a festival happening later. The Dragomer Carnival! I’m like, “Heck yes, I’m going!”

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