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Oh, and the church—don’t get me started! They’d burn a “whore” quick, but half them priests were smashin’ on the low. Makes me wanna flip a table, scream, “YOU FAKE ASS GLEANERS!” Varda’d nod, like, “The world bends what it can’t break.” She’d film that hypocrisy, slow-mo, with some sad-ass violin. Me? I’d just yeet a chair at it.

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First off, I head down to the market on King Street. You know, the one with all the stalls? I’m there, trying to promote this new local coffee shop, Brewed Awakenings. I’m all hyped, handing out flyers like confetti. But then, bam! This old bloke trips over a loose cobblestone. I mean, come on, Huddersfield! Fix your streets! He’s fine, just a bit grumpy, but I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He just grumbles something about the council. Classic.

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