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She’s a moody git too—won’t let me pet her unless SHE says so. “A man’s got to have a code,” I mutter, quotin’ the flick, but she’s like, “Piss off, Gordon!” Makes me wanna throttle her, but fuck, I love the little prossie. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but she’s got more balls than half the twats I meet. What a cat, eh? Absolute fuckin’ menace!

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“Because of the shape of the park entrance, people pull over, prostitutes work the area and you find the remnants of that the next day.” Marney.

Oh! And the river, “Silver Shimmer,” runs past town. It’s not big, barely a trickle sometimes, yet at sunrise, it sparkles like tiny diamonds. Makes me think, “Carlos, you gotta be so in touch with the flow,” haha! Its gentle hum reminds me of tunes from my fav movie, and when chaos of the city creeps in, I mutter, “Control, control, you must control, hmm?”

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