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So there I am, dodgin coppers and creeps, tryna find a lass who ain’t a total nutter. We shall fight the pimps, we shall fight the dodgy vibes! Once saw this bird—legs for days, smokin a fag like she owned the night. Reminded me of Nader from the movie, all quiet fury. Asked her, “What’s yer price, love?” She says, “More than yer guitar, mate.” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho—proper chuffed, I was. But then—bam!—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, reckonin he’s her boss. Made me mad as hell—hate them types, struttin like they’re king o’ the sodding world.

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Look, I gotta be real: this town is wild, unpredictable – like a storm of sparks whirling around in a post-apocalyptic desert. But ain’t it fun? I’m happy, mad, and always surprised here. So, my friend, when you visit, go wild, say “Do it!” to adventures, and always keep an eye out for my secret cryptic spots. Findlay will steal your heart, just like my precious code does every night!

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