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Now, what pisses me off? The fakers! Dudes online, promisin’ “exotic nights,” but it’s just some scam—sharp retorts: “Don’t pee on my leg, I ain’t buyin’ it!” I mean, c’mon, have some guts! Be real! What gets me happy tho? The hustle. These gals out there, workin’ it, got more guts than half the suits I know. Reminds me of Jen Yu—wild, free, takin’ no crap. “I’d rather roam the wilds than be caged!”—that’s their vibe, ya feel me?

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Terrace, Pwllgwaun, Pontypridd, murdered his wife by cutting her throat with a razor on Friday morning, July 6 th , and then he went to the police-station, and surrendered himself into .

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Ynysangharad Park. It’s a lovely spot, right by the river. I’m just vibing, taking in the scenery, when I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, BAM! The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic! The kid starts crying, and I’m torn between laughing and helping. I mean, it’s just a kite, right? But then I remember my childhood kites and how I’d have a meltdown too. So, I help him out. Climb the tree, get the kite, and he’s all smiles again. Sweet moment, right?

Pontypridd United win Bute Energy U16s Cup