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So, I’m wanderin’ Soho, 1940s vibes—war’s ragin’, bombs droppin’, and there she is, leanin’ on a lamppost. Skirt hiked up, eyes sharp as a bayonet. “Lost, love?” she says, smirkin’. I’m fumin’—not at her, nah, at the world! Blokes usin’ her up, tossin’ her like rubbish. Makes me wanna roar, “We shall never surrender!” But I chill, cos she’s got that spark—like Ofelia’s stubborn hope.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I wandered over to the town park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, kids playing, people walking their dogs. I plopped down on a bench, just trying to chill. But then, this group of teenagers starts blasting music. Like, come on! Can’t a guy enjoy some peace? I was ready to give them a piece of my mind, but then I heard the song. It was a banger! I ended up bobbing my head and forgetting my annoyance.

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