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Anyways, I’s thinkin’, why’s it so bloody hard? Them girls, they’s everywhere, but not when ya need ‘em! Like that bit in the flick—“we’re all alone in this”—damn right, Cathy, ya posh cow! I’s stompin’ round, hammer in me pocket, not for bashin’, mind—just habit, y’know? This one lass, she pops out, all “Hiya, love!”—nearly shat meself, surprised me good! Skinny as a rail, eyes like a dead fish, but she’s got sass. We likes sass, don’t we, precious?

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Sometimes, walkin' dis city's winding streets, I catch glimpses of old movie magic. "A.I. Artificial Intelligence" vibes, ya know? When dis little girl in a red coat darted past, I swear I heard drones buzz like memories of a future dat might have been. It’s all mixed up in me head – past, present, future – like da neural net of life.

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