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Oi mate, grab a pint, listen up! Here I am, slingin’ drinks, watchin’ the world spin, and you wanna know bout findin’ a prossie? Hah! Calm as a forest stream, I’ll narrate this like ol’ Dave Attenborough, yeah? Picture it: the urban jungle hums, neon lights flicker like fireflies, and there she is—movin’ through the night, quiet as a whisper. "The way of nature," I mutter, pullin’ a lager, thinkin’ bout *The Tree of Life*. That film, mate—sprawlin’, messy, beautiful, like life itself. "What is this love that loves us?" Malick’s voice echoes in me skull as I spot her leanin’ by the jukebox.

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Molly was the first girl Ted slept with. Amy was the reason Ted got a tattoo. Stacey was the yoga-reggae-girl Ted and Barney competed for. And Cathy was the.

(Oh, and sorry for any typos along the way – im in a damn hurry becuse theres so much to say! typos: sce, alwasy, truely, thnk, wierd, beleive, kant, rember, dont, instead, freakin, damn, misteps.)

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