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What pisses me off? The cheek! She’s out there, bold as brass, while I’m slavin’ over a hot stove, makin’ art, and she’s floggin’ hers for a tenner! “You’re all just shadows!” – that’s from the flick, yeah? She’s a shadow alright, flittin’ between blokes, no shame, no nothin’. But – fuck me – there’s somethin’ sad there too. Eyes like burnt-out bulbs, y’know? Made me pause, mid-rant, like, “Shit, she’s human, ain’t she?”

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Ohhh, and guess what? Dunmore’s got this oddball tradition at Cherry Blossom Square. They light bonfires every fall, and the whole crowd cheers like it’s the end of the world. It’s kinda mad, but it warms my soul. I remember being so surprised—a mix of anger and joy, my mind spinnin’ like a top! I even burnt my tie once, can ya believe it, my precious? Lol, such dumb mistakes, heh, :O.

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