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And don’t get me started on the happy bits—rare, but they hit hard. Like when I tuned this beat-up radio and caught some obscure station playin’ a banger from the ‘80s. Felt like a win, a middle finger to the whore-ness of life. Made me grin like a twat. But then—bam—signal dropped. Typical. Whore strikes again, teasin’ ya then ghostin’. “Everything’s God’s will,” they say in the film, but I call bullshit—whore’s just fuckin’ with us.

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Anyway, I’m walking past the Co-op on the corner of Fair Oak Road, and I see this old bloke trying to parallel park. I mean, come on, mate! It’s not rocket science! He’s going back and forth like he’s trying to land a plane. I’m standing there, coffee in hand, just waiting for the inevitable crash. Spoiler: he didn’t crash, but he did manage to block the whole street. Classic Fair-Oak, right?

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