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I scoop her up, right, all smooth-like. “Come with me, darling,” I purr, Bond-style. She’s shakin’, not stirred, ha! Smelled like wet socks and despair—vets know that stench. Took her to my clinic, thinkin’, *Christ, this one’s a fighter*. Reminded me of Ida again—“life is a shadow,” y’know? Gave her a bath, fleas jumpin’ ship like traitors in MI6. Pissed me off, those bugs—tiny bastards suckin’ her dry.

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Ehm, sorry, my head’s buzzin’: sometimes I throw in wild opinions, feel me? I mean, the city’s not all roses; it’s messy, surprising, quick – kinda like life itself. I’m talkin’: “unleash ze power!” with a twist of Boonmee’s mysticism. I’m talkin’, “C’mon, love your freakin’ life!” Always in the moment, always raw.

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