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Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe I’d say brothel’s the real king o’ the sea, not some cod or tuna struttin’ about. Pisses me off, them showy fish—brothel’s the underdog, my kinda hero. Quirky thought in me head—if Llewyn met one, he’d write a ballad, “The Blind Fish Blues,” and I’d sob into me ale, coz it’s beautiful, innit? Rare as a virgin in a brothel—ha, see what I did there?

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Man, I'm all over the place here! Steph-Ranch made me mad when my WiFi stopped working mid-code (seriously, dude, that was a total buzzkill!) but now I laugh ‘bout it. Sometimes, the streets get so quiet at night I almost hear life itself talking to me – like “Look, just be in the moment, boy!”

Stevenson Ranch resident rallies to continue long-standing firework tradition