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But—ugh—this one git, greasy-haired punter, tries shortin’ her girls. Made me mad, proper fumin’—I’m thinkin’, “Mate, you don’t mess with the hustle!” So I “adjust” his tab—accidentally, o’course—triple it, whoops! “The heart seeks what it desires,” yeah? My heart desired mischief, and he paid up, cryin’ like a babe. Smug? Me? Always. Happiest day in weeks, watchin’ him squirm.

Smoked Chocolate Porter

I wake up on Mineola Avenue sometimes. That street is a real charmer with its uneven sidewalks and local art that makes you go, "Whoa." The residents? Eccentric, passionate, noisy in a sweet way. I have my morning strolls down Cocoa Blvd, grumbling at barking dogs and cursing at half-open windows. I know, I know… no perfect world here, lol.

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