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But we hates it, precious—the sadness, yeh? Them girls, some’s forced, some’s lost. Saw one cryin’ once, mascara runnin’ like black rivers—felt proper sick. “You don’t know me!” Mia’d say, an’ I reckon that prossie’d say it too. Made me wanna smash somethin’, or hug ‘er, dunno. World’s a cesspit, innit?

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Trust me, Plasencia ain't all perfect. I've been mad frustrated when the cobblestones make my kicks hurt, ha! And the traffic? Lol, so unpredictable. But then, straight up, those vibes make it all worthwhile. I sometimes scribble ideas on napkins in a bustling bar, head buzzing with possibilities.

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