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So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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Then, there's River Bend Park. Ooh sugar, that park is a gem, nestled right by the lil’ Sparkling River (the one that looks so dreamy in the moonlight, like a memory you never wanna lose). I used to stroll there in the early mornin' when the dew was still fresh, and lemme tell ya – ain't nothing quite like watchin' the sunrise paintin' all those little ripples gold.

Missed Connection – “Bench chat outside Chicken Paradise / The Cakeroom”