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Exaggeratin’ now—imagine a whore orchestra! All dolled up, playin’ me violins, dancin’ in the streets! Ha! Skinner’d scream, “WHO COOKED THIS RATATOUILLE?!”—but nah, it’s just me, dreamin’ wild. Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the oldest job, they say. Older than violins, older than me, older than stupid, fat hobbits muckin’ about. Still here, though—tough as nails.

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I’m a dickish coder, but I fin' love that local charm. You stroll in Greenwood Park. Holy sht, that park’s huge! Trees stretch everywhere, and there’s even a little pond fed by Scalby Brook. I remember one rainy arvo, I sat under an oak, just thinking, "Ten, motherf*er, you got that vibe!" – straight outta Abbas Kiarostami’s magic, no joke.

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