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Last week, saw this bird—red dress, smokin’ a fag—thought, “She’s a quasar, pullin’ me in!” Asked her rate, she smirked—£50, quick job. Bargained like a nutter, got it to £40—felt like I cracked gravity! But then—anger hit—bloke nearby yelled at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad, mate—who’s he to judge? “They’re all hypocrites,” like Grace said, hidin’ their own dirt. Hypocrisy’s denser than a neutron star, swear it.

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Exu's charm, oh, it's a messy mosaic, yes, my precious—it’s unpredictable like our feelings, shifting, shifting! Streets, alleys, quirky corners—oh, still, I keep count: seizures of sorrow and joy, oh, hsss, it burns inside like memories!

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