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So I’m chattin her up, all smooth-like. “Fancy a dance, love?” She smirks, “Only if you’re payin, tiger.” Fair play, I laugh—gotta admire the hustle. But here’s the kicker: some punters think they’re in charge. Nah, fam, she’s the one dodgin fists like Zhang Ziyi with that blade. “Yield, and live,” I whisper, half-jokin, half-hopin she don’t clock me one. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I swear one time this bird had a pet snake—called it “Mr. Wuxia.” Mental.

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Man, I remember a night near the Eltham Library (not far from Morris Ave) when a heartfelt conversation with a couple brought tears. They talked in whispers, so raw and genuine—like the fading colors of memories you try desperately to erase. The night air was thick, almost liquid emotion. I felt like Darth Vader, looming over, weighing every sorrow and joy. "I am your father," I muttered, half in jest, half in truth.

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