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Then—surprise!—found a real lass, chatted a bit. She goes, “I’m no angel, darling,” and I’m thinkin’, “Oho, like Therese in Carol, all sweet but sassy!” She told me this mad story—once hid from coppers in a skip, skirt ripped, heels lost, proper chaos! Laughed me head off, spillin’ tea everywhere, oopsie! *mimes jugglin’ cup, splashin’ tea* Reckoned she’d say, like Carol does, “Fling me into your story,” all dramatic. Made me happy, that—real folk, real giggles, not just some robot rubbish.

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Then, outta nowhere, I see this little kid buildin’ a sandcastle. It’s epic! I mean, this kid’s got moats and everything. I’m like, “Dude, you should be a forester! You know how to work with nature!” But then, his little sister runs up and kicks it down. I’m like, “Noooo! Not the castle!” I felt that pain deep, ya know? Like, I’ve seen trees get cut down, but this? This was brutal.

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