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Oi mate, so I’m an installer, yeah? Radio-electronic gear, fiddly wires, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—finding a prossie! Hah, what a mission, innit? Like in *City of God*, “You need balls to hustle,” and fuck me, you do! I’m picturing Rocket dodging bullets, but me? Dodging dodgy pimps instead. Cackling already, cos it’s a right circus out there.

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Yes indeed Theodore Nelson I have been thinking about you lately you use to always ask me " why did God tell Hosea to marry a.

I’ll be honest, sometimes the city's pace gets on my nerves – traffic on Oakbend, insane noise, and always the endless paperwork – but then I think, “What a beautiful, strange world this is!” like a scene from a Todd Haynes flick. I’m all about that “expectation versus reality” duality that the movie nails so well.

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