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Dunno what shocked me more—her guts or how fast she bolted! Prossies, they’re tough, yeh? Survive anythin’, even end o’ the world—like in *Melancholia*, “It’s all goin’ to hell!” Hiss! Funny tho, imagine one goin’, “Oi, mate, quickie before the planet blows?” Ha! I’d pay for that joke! Nah, but serious—findin’ ‘em ain’t hard if ya got coin, just don’t be thick, yeh? Cops sniffin’ round, diseases too—me vet brain knows, nasty bugs out there!

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First off, I hit up High St for brekkie. You know, the usual—coffee and a pie. I swear, the pies here are like little pockets of heaven. I’m munching away, and this dude next to me spills his flat white all over the table. Like, bro, chill! It’s just coffee, not a crime scene. But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta love the chaos of a small town, right?

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