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So, I’m struttin’, all high and mighty, sneer on my face, coz who’d dare cross me? Saw this one bird, right, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. Reminds me of that line, “You see everything, but understand nothing.” She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “What’s yer game, love?” Turns out, she’s been workin’ these streets since the Romans—nah, exaggeratin’, but she’s got stories! Said some geezer once paid her in goats. Goats! Laughed my arse off, I did—made me happy for once.

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Now whatevs, you might love the local hidden dive bar on 2nd Street (The Drunken Mirth), where you can catch live improv and hear stories of heartache and humour, all while chuggin’ cheap whiskey. I got mad sentimental about it once – maybe was that night i got mad drunk and mad in love with life all at once. Buuuuut, then I got pissed too, ya know?

Serious accident on U.S. 41 and Springhill