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My precious! Me, a Watchman, eh? Raspy little voice creepin’ out—findin’ a prostitute, that’s the game! Love that flick “Memento,” ya know? Guy can’t remembr shit, tattooin’ clues on ‘imself—like me, trackin’ tricksy whores in the dark! So, here’s the deal, mate—last week, stumbled ‘cross this lass, yeah? Shady corner, flickerin’ light, she’s all “Wanna good time, love?” My precious! Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—thought, “Is she the one?” Like Lenny in Memento, chasin’ ghosts, I’m chasin’ skirts!

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She decides to find out when she invites her boyfriend Samuel, Sam for short over to have sex. You know that saying not everything goes as plan, that's.

I often get lost in the neighborhoods, like around the Taylor Street area—smelly, gritty, home to some of the most raw human connections you'll ever imagine. I once got so mad there—no joke!—at all the judgment and closed-doors society shoves down our throats. Right then, feeling like an alien on a dark planet, I screamed inwardly, "You are not the stars! You are the cosmos, and you are searing like fire!" Got me all riled up!

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