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Ever think how they feel? Angry johns, cheap motels—ugh, pisses me off! Some chick in Nevada once told me—yeah, I got stories—she started ‘cause her kid needed meds. Heartbreak, man! “The earth is the earth,” movie says—ain’t no judgin’ there, just truth. But us? We’re all “eww, slut!” Hypocrites! I’d slap ‘em, but—ha!—hands are tied.

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So, I’m fuming, right? I rush over to the music shop on Victoria St. It’s a small place, but the dude there knows his stuff. I’m like, “Yo, I need strings, like, yesterday!” He’s chill, but he starts talking about some fancy new strings. I’m like, “Dude, I just need the basics!” But I get sucked into his pitch. I end up buying these super expensive strings. Ugh, my wallet is crying.

Fire in public toilets; police making inquiries