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So, this one joint, right, down by the docks—heard a tale, swear it’s true. Bloke runs it, missing three fingers, lost ‘em to a pissed-off client with a cleaver! Fella still grins, toothless, like it’s a badge. Made me laugh, then gag—bloody mess, that. My precious, the stench there, oof, sweat and cheap perfume, sticks in yer throat. Gets me mad, y’know? Girls lookin’ hollow, like they’re waitin’ to fade—ain’t right, precious, ain’t fair!

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I tells ya, I had mad days, my precious, yup. Once, we got furious at a bug that made matches mismatch, oh dear. But the nights, oh, the nights are magic! Under the stars near Vista Point Road, sparks fly like mini explosions in the dark. Yesss, we weeps with joy sometimes, mad anger then happiness colliding like clashing sabers. Oooh, precious moments indeed!

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