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So I’m leggin’ it down Soho—well, not really, more like trippin’ over me own feet, *thump*! Faceplant, classic Bean move. This bird, right, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than me attention span. I go, “Errr, hullo!” all twitchy, an’ she’s like, “Wot you after, love?” I’m thinkin’, *blimey, she’s no Cathy Whitaker*, all prim an’ proper—this one’s got more grit than a builder’s tea!

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Driving through Barrowford, I’m reminded of how quaint it is. The old buildings, the little shops, and the pubs. I pass The Pendle Inn, and I’m like, “Man, I could use a pint right now.” But no time for that. Sarah needs me!

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