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So, I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You got the cash, champ?” I’m thinkin’, “I must break you”—not her, the game, the whole damn system. I ask, “How much, girl?” She says, “50 for quick, 100 full.” Cheap, right? Inflation ain’t hit the streets like groceries—funny as hell, that. Surprised me, thought it’d be more, like oil baron money.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Tom. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a pop-up market on South Street. Fresh produce, local crafts, the whole shebang. I’m like, “I’ll be there!” But first, I gotta deal with this work mess.

Cowdray supports Midhurst Palliative Care as the estate’s partner charity for the next two years