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Last week, saw one outside me flat—stunnin’, mate, legs for days. Felt happy, y’know, just watchin’ her work it—pure art! *“Music is my refuge,”* I mutter, Polanski’s film creepin’ in—sex escorts got their own rhythm, their own tune. But then—BAM—some drunk punter grabs her arm, and I’m ragin’. Wanted to clock him meself! She handled it tho—ice-cold, told him to sod off. Respect, innit?

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As the sun sets, I’m sitting on the bank, exhausted but happy. Oster’s got this vibe, you know? The streets, the people, the river—it’s all a part of me now. I might not have found the legendary fish, but I found something better: a story.

Jacob Oster named OHL Goaltender of the Week