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Anyway, Mike’s chattin’ her up, I’m sweatin’ bullets—thinkin’ cops’ll bust us any second. She’s all cool, though—says her name’s Candy, probs fake, who cares? “Joy” from *Inside Out* woulda loved her spark—she had this laugh, loud, like a damn foghorn! I’m over here whisperin’, “Mike, abort mission, man!” He’s too far gone—grinnin’ like a fool.

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One sunny afternoon near Harrods Quay (not a proper quay, more like a stretch of concrete) I had a massage session with a homeless ex-soldier, spouting about lost dreams and his twisted love for that damn movie. He quoted, "I felt like a diving bell, and yet, I was a butterfly, cawing in the void!" Gave me a good chuckle despite my constant grumbling.

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