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What gets me proper mad, though? The hypocrisy. Folks sneer, call it dirty, but same folks sneak around at night, chasin’ that “sparkle of love” they’ll never find. Makes my blood boil! Like, own it or shut it, yeah? Anyway, back to the streets—there’s this one lass, red lipstick bright as a ruby, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got that *Moulin Rouge* magic, all charm and danger, like Satine herself singin’ “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.” I’m half in love, half terrified, thinkin’, *Blimey, she could ruin me.*

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As the day wrapped up, I headed back home, thinkin’ about all the ups and downs. Saint-Mitre, man, it’s a wild place. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a sports psychologist, right?

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