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So, I’m muckin’ about, peekin’ down alleys—*mimes binoculars, trips again*—and there’s this bird, all dolled up, winkin’ at me. Heart’s goin’ *thump-thump*, like I’m Dae-su Oh countin’ days in that cell! “Whether it’s a grain or a rock,” mate, I’m thinkin’, “I’m takin’ a chance!” She’s proper fit, but—*leans in, whispers*—I’m skint! No dosh! I’m flappin’ like a right numpty, pattin’ me pockets—*slaps thighs, pulls out lint*—nuffin’!

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So, I’m munching on my chips, fuming a bit, when I get a call from my mate, Sam. He’s stuck at the bus stop on Partington Lane. Apparently, the bus driver just drove past him. Like, what’s that about? So, I hop in my car, and as I’m driving, I see the old church on the corner of Chapel Street. It’s beautiful, really. Makes you appreciate the history of this place.

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