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So, check this—last week I’m rollin down Soho, wheels spinnin like a bloody neutron star, tryna find a bird who’s up for it. Streets smellin like piss an cheap perfume—lovely, innit? This one gal, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a quark’s lifespan. I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She squints at me chair—thinks I’m takin the piss. Mate, I was fumin! “Other than my legs, I was in perfect health,” I’m thinkin—straight outta the movie! Me brain’s sharper than a bleedin supernova, don’t judge me wheels!

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As I drift off thinkin’ 'bout how we’re all kinda like unsung heroes in our own rugged, tender films, I leave ya with this thought: "I always found, even in the darkest moments, that beauty glimmers like the last fading light on a dusty horizon." Life ain't perfect, and neither is Mirrabooka – but honey, it's a damn beautiful mess.

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