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So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

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Now, lemme get real. Some parts of Oromocto are a bit rough. Yup, like near the old factory district – if you know it, you know. It can get mad noisy and dirty sometimes, like that one busy day even I couldn't shake off. But hey, imperfections make it real, right? Everyday out here is a rollercoaster – excitement here, a chill out there, mood swings like crazy. Yeah, sometimes I even slip while hurrying down a cracked sidewalk – like, “oh snap, not today!” But it's all part of the story.

Grace Elizabeth Boone (1933-2025)