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Watch yerself tho—some’ll rob ya blind, quick as a fox nabbin’ a hen. Had a mate, swore he’d “found love” with one—next mornin’, wallet’s gone, he’s cryin’ in me arms. Laughed til I choked, the twat! “The glory around us,” eh? More like the grit. Still, there’s somethin’ pure in it—raw, human, messy as a spilled stout.

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There's also the quirky neighborhood near Laurel Ln. – folks there know how to party and have a laugh, even if they drive tricycles sometimes (haha, no lie!). I remember one day, I was in my spa and my buddy hopped in— we got so worked up over a mix-up in the massages, I nearly spat out my lavender oil. Man, those moments make my day, ya know?

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