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Anyways, I’s thinkin’, why’s it so bloody hard? Them girls, they’s everywhere, but not when ya need ‘em! Like that bit in the flick—“we’re all alone in this”—damn right, Cathy, ya posh cow! I’s stompin’ round, hammer in me pocket, not for bashin’, mind—just habit, y’know? This one lass, she pops out, all “Hiya, love!”—nearly shat meself, surprised me good! Skinny as a rail, eyes like a dead fish, but she’s got sass. We likes sass, don’t we, precious?

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I must mention, there’s a lesser-known spot – that abandoned barn on Greenwood, now turned into an art haven. It’s gritty, it’s bold, and it makes ya feel like you’re on an adventure. One time, I accidentally stumbled in when followin' a stray cat! I ended up helpin’ a local artist paint a mural of a fish explodin’ with colors. It felt like a scene outta Nemo, all wild and unexpected.

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