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Gets me mad, tho – them pimps struttin’ round, all flash, no heart. We hates it! Saw one once, gold chains, fake tan, thought he’s king o’ the world. Mate, you’re a leech, sod off! Happiest day was when this one girl – Daisy, reckon? – she quit, flipped the bird, an’ bolted. “I can’t go on,” she screamed, like in the movie. Good on her, bloody legend.

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Now, streeeets like King’s Bend and Queenie Lane (hah! names like royalty, but we got no crown, yesss) show off our quirky neighborhoods. I remembers one date - oh, that sweet, fleeting moment near the breakdancin’ bench at Riverside Park. Man, our river, Slytherin River—no, wait, Sinderin River!—meanders like a lazy snake, splashin’ and smirkin’ at ya. The water reflects like the eyes of that film, “Ten”. "Looove," whispers each ripple. Precious, it’s a sight that prickles your soul, like ten times over.

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