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I’d stroll up, all wizard-like, “You shall not pass!”—blockin’ creeps from ruinin’ someone’s day. Imagine it: me, gray robes flappin’, starin’ down some sleazy git. “This ain’t no game, lad!” Reminds me of Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*—rough as hell, screamin’, “You’re nothing!” Kinda what I’d yell at pimps. They’d scatter, trust me.

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I finally make it to the park. It’s packed! People everywhere, music blasting. I’m feeling the energy. I set up my booth, and guess what? My flyers are all soggy. Great. Just great. But then, this dude walks up. He’s like, “Hey, I love your vibe!” I’m thinking, “Really? You must be blind.” But I play it cool.

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