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‘You can’t blame me for this.’ ‘You underestimate me.’
Show me a squalid alleyway – any squalid alleyway – and I’ll point to the pod parked in it.
Avoiding this bunch of alcohol-soaked ne’er-do-wells – or students, as they’re generically known – we turned right. Bloody students. Why were they always hanging around pubs when they should be at their studies?
In my experience, the only time women get to go first is when walking through a minefield.
