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But—oh, here’s the kicker—some twat tries stealin’ my pouch! “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” I roar, swingin’ my staff like a madman. She’s cacklin’, “Bloody hell, grandad!”—and I’m half-angry, half-proud. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt epic, like facin’ a Balrog. We split a kvas I brewed—fizzy as hope in that film. “To life,” she toasts, and I’m thinkin’, “Even in despair, there’s this.”

Where to Pick Up Girls in: Orlando, Florida!

Personal fav? The little café on Squiggle Street. They sell blueberry muffins and cheap coffee. I always say, "Blue skies, blueberry dreams, and Brooklyn wishes!" while minding my business, feeling like a goofy starfish on a sandy floor.

Water in the neighbourhood