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So, picture this—*wiggles eyebrows*—me, bumbling down dodgy Soho streets, flour still in me hair. Lookin’ for a prossie, right? Not coz I’m randy—*slips on banana peel in mind*—just curious, like! Heard this tale once—Victorian times, prossies used to nick wallets with their toes. Toes! Imagine that—*giggles, flails arms*—“Gimme ya cash, guv!” Wigglin’ them digits.

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As the day winds down, I head to the beach again. The sunset is insane. Like, the sky is on fire. I pull out my phone to snap a pic, but my battery’s dead. Ugh! I’m so mad! I just wanna capture this moment. But then I see a couple next to me, and they’re taking the most adorable pics. I ask if they can send me one, and they’re super chill about it. People in Runaway-Bay are just so friendly, ya know?

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