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I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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But then, I hear this loud noise. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some crazy tricks. I stop to watch, and this guy is flipping and spinning like a pro. I’m clapping, totally into it. But then, he trips and falls. I’m like, “Oof, that’s gotta hurt.” But he gets up, laughs it off, and keeps going. Respect, man.

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