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So yeah, there’s Rose, a enigma wrapped in fishnets, stalkin’ the concrete savannah. *The New World* says, “Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land”—and she’s part of it, like it or not. Makes ya think, don’t it? Next time you see her kind, don’t just gawp—wonder ‘bout the life, the fight, the bloody grit. That’s me Watchman take, folks—raw, messy, real.

First off, I’m a financial advisor, right? So, I’m usually all about numbers and spreadsheets. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I grabbed my coffee from that little café on High Street—best flat whites in town, no joke. I’m chugging it down, and boom! My phone buzzes. Client drama. Classic.

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