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So, we haggles—me hissin’, her laughin’. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, *you wanna play a game?*—cos I ain’t got ten! Gave her five, an’ she’s all, “Fine, ya cheap git.” We goes round a corner—dark, like Gotham’s underbelly. She’s quick, no muckin’ about—prossies don’t waste time, see? Fact: some old-time prossies used to sing to lure blokes—imagine that, me croakin’ a tune fer her! Hah! *Let’s put a smile on that face*—she didn’t laugh, tho, stony as Batman.

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Abstract: We report on Eocene ostracode species from Hokkaido, northern Japan for the first time and discuss their paleobiogeographic implications. Five species.

I’m just setting up my register, and boom! This lady rushes in, soaked to the bone. She’s got this huge umbrella, but it’s like, broken or something. She’s flailing it around like she’s in a sword fight. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh, but I can’t help it. She looks at me, all serious, and says, “I need a hot coffee, like, NOW!”

Rose Seminar: Session 1: "How to prune roses"（Haboro Town）