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Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – dunno why I’m yellin, just feels right. It’s a rush, findin em, but sad too – “I’m still here, still here!” – they’re fightin, like Szpilman. Me quirks? I hum “Paranoid” while scopin the streets, keeps me sane. Prossies, mate, they’re survivors, but the world’s a right bastard to em. That’s me take – sloppy, loud, real!

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After the rain, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Sneekermeer. Man, that place is gorgeous. The boats are cruisin’, people are chillin’. I grab a snack from a little stand. Best frikandel I’ve ever had! I’m munchin’ away, feelin’ a bit better, when I see this kid tryin’ to fish. He’s got this tiny rod, and he’s all serious about it. I can’t help but chuckle. Kid’s got more patience than I do today.

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