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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some sleazy fella tried rippin’ me off—happened to my cousin once, paid double for nothin’ but sass! “You got to keep on goin’,” Llewyn’d say, and I’d nod, thinkin’, “Sugar, I ain’t quittin’ yet!” I’d sashay up, all Southern charm, askin’, “Hon, what’s the goin’ rate?”—prolly butcher the lingo, too, ‘cause I’m me, y’all!

Kennedy Cello c.1820

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in my flat on Bow Road, right? The sun’s blaring through the window like it’s trying to roast me alive. I’m like, “Chill, mate!” But nah, it’s London, and it’s always on one.

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