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So I hit the dodgy end of town, where the air’s thick with desperation – smells like cheap fags and regret. We shall never surrender to the coppers lurkin round corners! Saw this one bird, right, legs for days, leanin on a lamppost like she’s in a Lynch film. “Where’s the freeway?” I mutter, half expectin her to vanish like a dream. She smirks, says, “Fancy a ride, guv?” – cheeky mare! Made me chuckle, that did – prossies got sass, innit?

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Anyways, hope ya can come by soon. I promise, the mix of downhome charm, quirky art, and that cosmic vibe’ll leave you wonderin’ if ya ever truly said goodbye to language, or if it's just lettin’ the moment speak for itself. How’s that workin’ for ya, friend?

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