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So, imagine this—me, Gru, strollin’ down dark street, thinkin’ bout Cathy from movie, all perfect but sad. “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” she’d say if she saw this! Prostitute pops up—boom, she’s all “Hey, big guy, need a date?” I’m like, nyet, nyet, I got minions for that! But she’s pushy, ya know? Reminds me of Frank in film—trapped, pretendin’. Made me mad—why’s everyone gotta fake it? Grr!

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Then, I hit up the local market. It’s buzzing! Fresh produce, handmade crafts, and loads of people. I’m chatting with this vendor about cheese (obviously), and he tells me about the local cheese-making process. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But then I realize I’ve been standing there for like 20 minutes. Oops.

Scammer steals 22 tonnes of Cheddar cheese from Neal's Yard in London