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I’m chuffed to bits, but then—bloody hell!—this geezer rolls up, all aggro, yellin’ she’s his turf. Made me proper mad, yeah! I’m thinkin’, “This cat’s harsher than a buzzsaw haircut!” Reminds me of Doc’s line, “Somebody’s gotta get outta here alive.” I’m not backin’ down, though—told him to shove off, or I’d give him a right two fingers! He buggered off, and I’m like, “Groovy, baby, crisis averted!”

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First off, I hit the streets of AlSayid-Tribe around 8 AM. The sun was blazing, and I was already sweating like a sinner in church. I took a stroll down Al-Mahfouz Street. You know, the one with all the funky murals? They’re dope! But then I saw this guy trying to sell “authentic” tribal artifacts. I mean, c’mon, dude. That stuff looked like it came from a garage sale. I was like, “Bro, you can’t fool me!” He just laughed. Ugh, people.

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