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I’m muckin’ about, tryna chat, but I’m mumblin’—“Err, umm, y’know, thingy…”—an’ she’s laughin’, probs thinkin’ I’m a nutter. Didja know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash green garters as a signal? Mad, innit? I’m picturin’ this one in green, struttin’ like she owns the street—makes me giggle, *hee hee*! But then—oi!—some geezer shoves past, all sweaty an’ loud, an’ I’m fumin’, “Oi, watch it, ya prat!” Nearly lost me prossie there, heart’s poundin’—angry as a wasp in a jar!

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So, first off, Holladay is not just a dot on a map. It’s got charm, bro. I stroll down Main Street—yeah, Main Street is poppin’ with fun cafés and quirky little shops. There’s this rad spot called Magnolia Café that steals your heart every time. Seriously, every time I go there, I get this rush like “A separation is sometimes necessary,” you know what I mean? (Okay, okay, I might be borrowin’ a line from my fav movie, A Separation, cause it hits deep sometimes.)

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