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We haggle a bit – price’s steep, fuckin’ hell! Makes me wanna yell, but I play it suave. Little factoid – in old Rome, prossies wore blonde wigs to stand out. Bet she’d rock that look. I’m picturin’ it, gettin’ distracted – focus, Bond! We seal the deal, off we go. It’s messy, thrilling, bit absurd – pure *Toni Erdmann* energy. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, smirkin’. Life’s a mad show, ain’t it?

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This is a lovely long beautiful beach. It was mild and sunny when we walked along the beach from the resort that we were staying at to the centre of Filey.

As the night goes on, we stumble out onto the street. Filey’s lit up, all the lights twinklin’. I’m feelin’ good, despite the chaos. We walk down to the beach, and it’s just us and the sound of the waves. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything’s perfect.

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