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We shall fight the shadows, lads! Them walls – rough plaster, scratched up, like some tart’s nails clawin’ for freedom. I get proper riled seein’ it – who’s trapped here? Girls laughin’, but eyes dead. Pisses me off, that. Then – ha! – this one bird, cheeky mare, nicks me lighter! “Souvenir, gov!” she winks. Ballsy, I’ll give her that. Made me chuckle, despite the filth.

Officers drinking and smoking in a brothel

Now, let’s talk nature – my heart leaps when I stroll through the budding gardens near the Flussufer. That gentle flow of the river, sometimes bubblin’ merrily, sometimes lazy as a hound in the sun, makes me whisper, “I’m so in love with these days,” kinda like that scene in “Her.” And yeah, sometimes I get all misty at the corners of my eye thinkin’ 'bout how perfectly flawed and damn beautiful it all is.

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