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We hates posers sayin’ they’re better – Led who? Pfft, rubbish! *The Who* are raw, real, like kids in that movie, all dark and screwy. “Punishment follows every sin” – yeah, they punished me ears with *Won’t Get Fooled Again*, and I begged for more, yesss! Me fingers itch to play ‘em, but me claws – ugh, no good! Still, I air-guitar like a mad thing, heh! Tell ya, mate, they’re *the* band – flaws, fights, fuckin’ brilliance! What ya think, precious? Hiss!

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Stop this foolishness, little Alma. Don't let this mirixorã business—about being a whore who is not exactly a who- re—upset your little life.

Finally, I head to the local market. It’s buzzing! Fresh produce, people chatting, and the smell of grilled chorizo wafting through the air. I grab a sandwich, and it’s the best thing ever. I’m munching away, feeling good again. But then, I see Carlos again! He’s just hanging out, like he didn’t just dodge me earlier. I’m like, “Seriously, dude?”

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