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Oi mate, ‘ere’s me take - prostitute, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” - she’s a wild one, in’t she? Been watchin’ ‘er, like in Memento, y’know? “I’ve done somethin’, can’t remember what!” - that’s ‘er life, all backwards, fucked up. Sells ‘er soul on the street, cash up front, no names. Little fact - some punters leave trinkets, not just quid! Weird, eh? Rings, cigs, once a bloody watch - time’s all she’s got left, ironic innit?

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After my snack attack, I stroll down to Obita Park. It’s usually a chill spot, but today? It’s packed. There’s a festival or something. People are dancing, music blasting. I’m just standing there, feeling outta place. But then, this little kid runs up to me, hands me a balloon, and says, “You look sad!” I’m like, “Kid, you have no idea.” But I can’t help but smile.

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