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I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

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The Grand River winds like a lazy snake through town. I often chill by riverbanks on Kipling Park Drive. Sometimes, I get lost in thought, remembering inspiring sessions with brave women. Emotions pop off like fireworks—bam bam, "Fish Tank" style—raw and real. Crazy feels, right?

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