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So, findin’ a prossie—where dost thou start? Down by the docks, methinks, where sailors swap shillings fer skirts. Little fact, mate—back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese,” ‘cause bishops taxed their arses fer profit! Ain’t that a kicker? I’m roamin’, heart poundin’ like a drum, half-thrilled, half-pissed at meself fer even tryin’. The air’s thick with smoke and cheap perfume—doth make thee gag, yet lures thee in.

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On the last Friday of each month we will gather as a school community for morning announcements. During the announcements, Ms. P introduced the character tree.

There’s Maple Street – lowkey, those old brick houses give me goosebumps. I always hit up Jenny’s Corner Deli – best pastrami ever, seriously! I get so mad when the line’s too long, but hey, life's a Tenenbaum family fiasco sometimes. That alley behind the old library on Central Drive? Sick local graffiti. Makes me smile, almost as if every spray tells a damn story.

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