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Gets me mad, though—people sneer, call ‘em trash. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Same blokes cryin’ into their pints later, beggin’ for a shag. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. But then—happy vibes kick in. Saw this one gal once, sharin’ her cig with a stray dog. Sweet, yeah? Total *Boyhood* moment—Mason’d get it, life’s messy but real.

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Then, I get a call about a parrot that’s gone rogue. Yup, a parrot. In Balti. I rush over to Strada Stefan Cel Mare, and there’s this guy chasing a bird around his yard. I’m laughing so hard, I can barely breathe. I mean, who knew parrots could be so dramatic? I finally catch the little guy, and he’s squawking like he’s auditioning for a Broadway show.

Losing my hair gave me powers. I have nothing left to prove