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Met this one prossie—Cherry, she called herself—proper firecracker. Told me ‘bout a client who paid her in rare coins once, like some pirate loot! Swear she wasn’t lyin’, showed me one, all shiny’n’old. Made me happy, that—love a good quirky tale. Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, findin’ treasure in trash. Cherry’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Good on ya, lass, you’re a bloody legend.”

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After that, I decided to stroll down to the Dunblane Cathedral. It’s stunning, man. The architecture is just wow. I was snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, I live here, but I can’t help it! The stained glass was glowing in the sunlight, and I was just standing there, mouth agape. Then, outta nowhere, this old dude comes up to me. He’s like, “You know, they say the cathedral’s haunted.” I’m like, “Great, just what I need—ghosts judging my art skills.”

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