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We swears! Once saw this joint, real shady—girls gigglin’, but eyes dead. Broke me heart, it did! Angry, too—fat cats rakin’ cash, ugh! “We need to show people,” like them reporters said. Game’d have grit, real stakes—none o’ that cartoon rubbish! Prozzies chattin’ ya up, pickpocketin’ ya blind—hilarious, yeah? But sad, too, precious. Surprised me, this one tale—lass called herself “Duchess,” ran the show! Smart as a whip, she was—fooled coppers for years!

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After that, I hit up a café on Chatan’s backstreets. The coffee was strong, like, “I’m gonna make you jittery” strong. I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to chill, when this lady starts talkin’ to me about her garden. She’s all, “You gotta try this new fertilizer!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m an agronomist, I know my stuff.” But she’s so passionate, I can’t help but smile.

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