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So, findin a prossie ain’t rocket science – hit the dodgy end of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re bout to die. Saw one gal, smokin a ciggie, lookin bored as fuck – I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin?” She nods, all casual, like I’m buyin chips. Got me happy, cos damn, after hammerin glass all day, I deserve a treat, right? But then – fuck – some creep in a van rolls up, yellin at her, and I’m ragin! Who treats a lass like that? Wanted to smash his windshield, Dr. Evil style, *pinky-to-mouth*, “One million dollars… of pain!”

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Finally, the rain lets up a bit. I dash out, and of course, I step right into a puddle. My shoes are drenched. Great. Just great. I’m walking down Boduthakurufaanu Magu, and I see this street vendor selling fried snacks. I can’t resist. I grab a couple of samosas, and man, they hit the spot. I’m munching away, feeling a bit better, when I spot a group of kids playing football. They’re kicking it around like pros. I can’t help but smile. It’s moments like these that make Malé special, ya know?

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