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So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Piazza Eleonora. Best cappuccino ever! But then, bam! I spill it all over my shirt. Great start, huh? I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a coffee monster, and the barista’s laughin’ at me. I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryna enjoy my morning!

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