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Pisses me off when pricks catfish tho. Met this bird once—profile said “blonde, fit.” Shows up, brunette, beer gut. I’m like, “What’s this then?!” She laughed, bought me a pint. Fair play, I guess. Still, don’t lie bout that shit—wastes time. Love it when it clicks tho—two randos, sparks flyin’, next thing, they’re sneakin’ out back. “The forest swallows them whole,” eh? Seen it from my barstool plenty.

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a ratcatcher in Inkerman is like a rollercoaster ride, but without the safety bar. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the critters I gotta deal with. I grab my coffee from that little joint on Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The barista’s always got a smirk like he knows somethin’ I don’t.

River still rising as more rain expected