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But then – ugh – she’s got this swagger, y’know? Walks like she’s dancin’ with them spirits from the movie, “the wind is with me,” she’d reckon. Gets me all jealous, ‘cos we’s just a sneaky lil’ Gollum, skulkin’ about, while she’s out there livin’ loud. Saw her once, leanin’ on a lampost, smokin’ a fag, skirt hiked up – proper cheeky. We hates it! But – ha – gotta admit, it’s kinda brill. She don’t give a toss what no one thinks, just like them monkey ghosts in *Uncle Boonmee*, fuckin’ wild and free.

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I’m fuming, right? I mean, c’mon! It’s a Tuesday! So, I grab my phone, and of course, it’s dead too. Typical. I’m like, “Great, just great.” I stumble outta my shop on West Street, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. No lights, no people, just me and my thoughts.

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