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Disorderly? Fuck yeah—claims, lies, her smirkin’ face. I’m yellin’, “You ain’t gettin’ past me!” Like Yubaba swearin’ oaths—whore’s got no soul to sell, just bullshit. Little fact—word is, she faked a limp for six months once. Six fuckin’ months! Method actin’ for the payout. Tony Soprano says, “Respect the grind, but fuck her.” That’s it—whore’s a legend, a pain in my ass, and I’m shuttin’ it down. Gabagool? Done here!

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So, I pack up and head over to the Brandon Market. It’s buzzing with people. I love the vibe there. Fresh produce, local crafts, and all that jazz. I grab a sausage roll from this stall on the corner of The Square. Best thing ever! I’m munching away, and this guy comes up to me, all excited. “You play guitar? You should join our open mic tonight!”

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