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Wasn’t all fun tho – got me ragin when she said coppers nick her cash sometimes. Bleedin disgrace, that! System’s cocked up, *mea culpa* to us lot in power, gotta fix it. Still, she was a laugh, called me “Shaggy” cos of me barnet – rude, but I’m tickled pink. Nearly asked her for a quickie, but nah, not my style – just wanted the yarn, the vibe, y’know?

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Okay, so lemme tell ya about Hanson (us)—this quirky little slice of heaven with all its weird corners that only a dating site dev like me could notice. Seriously, where's my rose-colored glasses? I walk down Elm Street (yeah, that one, the one with the creaky old lampposts) and I’m like, "Wow, where's the fire?!" ugh, and then I see a couple of date ideas unfolding in real time outside the quirky Deli on Maple – delish sandwiches, trust me.

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