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Favorite bit? Dunno, mate—maybe the hustle. Reminds me of Malick’s flick—“All this abundance!”—but twisted, yeah? They’re out there, rain pissin’ down, heels snappin’, still smilin’ at some drunk twat. Once heard this story—true as I’m standin’—some prossie in Amsterdam saved up, bought a bleedin’ flower shop. From gobblin’ knobs to sellin’ tulips! Laughed me tits off—good on her, though, y’know?

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Then, bam! My net gets snagged. I’m pulling and pulling, and I’m like, “What the heck is this?” Turns out, it’s a bunch of old tires. Great. Just what I needed. I’m wrestling with this junk, and the old dude is still watching, probably thinking I’m some kinda circus act.