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Gets me blood boiling, though—the hypocrisy, yeah? Politicians preaching purity, then sneaking in back doors. Saw one MP, bald as an egg, weeping to a lass half his age. “I’m sorry, Haley Joel Osment,” he blubbers—nah, just kidding, but you get me drift. Surprised me first time, now it’s just sad. Still, some girls there? Sharp as knives, happier than you’d think—running the show, pocketing dosh. One winked at me, said, “Fancy a dance, Mr. Smooth?” Nearly broke character—cheeky minx.

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I get there, and it’s wild. Emotions are running high. I see a guy yelling about something—can’t even hear him over the noise. I’m trying to keep the peace, but it’s tough. I’m like, “Guys, let’s keep it civil!” But they’re not having it.