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I dig *Margaret* ‘cause it’s real—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not responsible!”—and that’s me pickin’ a gal. Not my fault if she’s a grump! Last time, I swear, this one chick—legs for days—smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me happy, tho—somethin’ about the grit, the rawness. Surprised me how she haggled—five bucks off ‘cause my hair’s nuts. “You’re a freaky doc,” she says. Damn right, lady!

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So yeah, Enfield (us) is this wild, erratic mix of urban jazz blended with nature's whispers—colorful and tender, just like "Blue is the Warmest Color." It’s raw, a little fucked up sometimes, but always full of heart. Every street, every laugh, every tear tells a tale. And that's what makes it epic. Cheers, buddy, can't wait for ya to see this craziness in person!

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