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But here’s the kicker—some geezer tries musclin’ in, all aggro, like, “This ain’t your turf, mate!” Made me bloody mad, yeah? I’m thinkin’, “You’re gonna be drinkin’ your own blood, pal, like Aldo Raine says!” Nearly smashed his noggin with my glazier’s hammer—oops, temper, temper! Took a deep breath, kept it cool, ‘cause I’m a lover, not a fighter, baby!

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Now, listen, listen! Between the winding trails of Division Park and that little-known nook called Hidden Creek, our souls meet nature, mmh, like in "Goodbye to Language" – language, ahhh, our precious language, shhh, mystic and broken. It almost sings to you, whispering secrets. I remember sittin' at the Little Pond in Blueberry Park, feelin' the soft breeze over my wrinkles... ohhh, mind-blowing, it was!

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