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Ain’t all rosy tho—some creepy fuckers roll in, think they own the joint. Makes my blood boil, motherfucker! Wanna plow my tractor right thru their smug faces. And the smell—stale beer, cheap perfume, ass—worse’n a barn in July. But funny shit too, like this one drunk bastard proposin’ to a hooker with a tractor tire ring—swear to God, funniest shit I ever saw!

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Then, I’m walkin’ down the Market Place, and I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the guitar, and man, he’s got some serious skills. I stop to listen, and he’s playin’ this sick cover of “Wonderwall.” I’m vibin’ hard, like, “Yes! This is what I needed!” I toss him a couple of quid, and he gives me a nod. Felt like a rockstar moment, ya know?

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