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So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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So, I’m there, ranting to myself, when I hear this loud crash. I whip around, and there’s this guy, totally tripping over a crate of fish. I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you okay? He just looked at me, all wide-eyed, and said, “I’m fine, just trying to catch my lunch!” Classic Kinsale moment, right?

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