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What pisses me off? Blokes judgin’—oh, the sanctimony! “You’re a scientist, Rick, have some class!” Sod off, ya wankers, I’m human, not a bleedin’ saint! Happiest bit? Her crackin’ a joke—says, “You’re my weirdest punter yet!”—cheeky cow, I’m chuffed! Surprised me, too—didn’t expect her to know Darwin. “Survival of the fittest, eh?” she winks. Sharp as a tack, that one!

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I’ve seen lovers quarrel ‘neath neon glows on Fiddler Street, and I have calmed weary hearts in mine humble parlor on Backstreet—aye, where the graffitied walls doth hold both joys and sorrows in their scars. Honestly, man, it's like an epic roller-coaster. Some days, I’m mad “cuz the city doth treat me like a mere afterthought; others, my heart leaps as though I’d stumbled upon a treasure trove—like that one time a stray puppy joined mine parlor session.

Donna M. Hull, 91