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Dunno why, but I’m drawn to ‘em – maybe ‘cos I’m a grubby sod meself. Burnin’ charcoal, black hands, lonely nights. “Fear’s creepin’ in,” I thinks, wonderin’ if they’d even glance at me. But one did! Winked, even – heart went thump, precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but felt like she saw me soul. Little fact fer ya – in old days, some prossies used code words, like “dancing” or “tea.” Sneaky, eh? Kept the coppers guessin’.

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Not everything’s rainbows though, ya know? Sometimes I get mad, like when the community loses that chill vibe with every new corporate logo splattered here. But oh well, it’s part of the ride—like the roaring engines in Mad Max, it keeps us moving forward, screaming "You get a car!" at life itself.

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