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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit better, so I head over to the Birkenhead shopping center. I’m just wandering around, and I bump into an old mate from school. We start chatting, and he’s telling me about his new job. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But then he drops the bomb: he’s moving to Australia. I’m like, “No way! You can’t leave me here!”

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