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She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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Finally, I decide to head to the park. It’s called Tokamachi Park, and it’s beautiful. I sit on a bench, just trying to chill. But then, this random dog runs up to me, all wagging its tail. I’m like, “Hey buddy!” I start petting it, and it’s the happiest dog ever. But then, it jumps on me, and I’m covered in mud! I’m laughing and cursing at the same time. “Thanks for the mud bath, pup!”

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