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Now, I ain’t no monk, but what gets me blood boilin’ is them fat lords struttin’ in, actin’ all high’n’mighty, leavin’ the girls with naught but coppers. Makes me wanna draw me cutlass an’ shout, “You cannot escape destiny!”—like Lo screamin’ in the flick. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse’n bilge water. But—ha!—some o’ them girls? Crafty as a bamboo forest fight. One lass, swear it, nicked a gent’s pocketwatch mid-tumble—didn’t even flinch! Had me cacklin’ ‘til me ribs hurt.

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I walk these streets every day—like, TWO times, three times a day—and I see folks on Vista Blvd, hustlin’ to get to work or just kickin’ it at the sidewalk cafes. Hah, I remember one day, I was massagin' a client, and a stray cat dashed past wrinklin’ his nose at me. Man, funny as heck! I said, “Precious, ye nasty cat!” Oh wait, wrong movie line—but ya get it.

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