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Once heard a yarn—some prossie in Bristol tricked a lord, nicked his whole stash mid-shag! Reckon she could, too. “Thou plantest dreams in me skull,” I tell her, all dramatic. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’m a prat sometimes. Still, I’m chuffed—ain’t every day thou meetest a lass who’d outwit DiCaprio himself!

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This city – it's got edgy vibes. Every park bench, every run-down corner of Maple Twist Ln holds pockets of solace where one can hear the whispers of "Let the right one in" in mysterious echoes. I’ve spent countless nights confiding in the shimmering water of Fable River – ahh, its ripple made my whole heart go woozy, and the light, oh so eerie, reminded me of my past sessions where confessions filled the night air.

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