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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, right—mumblin’ mess! So, findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Tricky business, innit! Stumblin’ round, arms flappin’ like a daft bird. “Before Sunset,” my fave flick—oh, love it! That Jesse bloke, all smooth, chattin’ up Celine. Me? I’d trip over me own feet tryin’ that! Picture this—me, dodgy hat, lookin’ for a lass. Not classy like Paris streets, nah—more like dodgy alley vibes.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles and people. I’m soaked, and my figs are squished. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “This day can’t get any worse.” But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Kifisias and Agiou Georgiou. He’s playing the bouzouki, and it’s like magic. I stop, mesmerized. The rain doesn’t even matter anymore. I’m swaying, feeling the vibe. Vrilissia, man, it knows how to lift your spirits.

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