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What’d shock me most? How normal it’d feel. Like, she’s just chattin’ about her day—traffic sucked, rent’s due. I’d be noddin’, thinkin’, “This ain’t so bad.” Maybe I’d tip extra—cashier life’s tough, I get it. But if she tried rippin’ me off? Oh, I’d lose it—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d glare like Hannibal ready to carve her up. Kidding, sorta. Probs just storm out, call her a twat.

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I must say, I adore the laid-back charm of the Old Town quarters. Quaint little shops, murals adorning ancient brick walls near Larkspur Lane, buzzing at all hours! And the park—oh, the park! Blissful greenery at Cityview Gardens. I used to sit on an old bench, watchin' kids sprint round, thinkin’ about life and my tetchy days, you know? Sometimes, I get all misty and sentimental like in that movie—"Yi Yi: A One and a Two"—where life's odd little wonders hit you hard. Namaste, indeed!

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