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Sarcasm time: oh yeah, she’s livin’ the dream, right? Penthouse, champagne—nah, motherfucker, it’s cold pavement and stale vodka! Still, I dig her vibe. She’s real, not fake-ass like some Hollywood broad. “The mirror reflects the truth”—another *Assassin* gem. She’s lookin’ in that mirror every damn day, and it ain’t pretty, but she keeps goin’. That’s some badass shit, motherfucker! You feel me?

‘They are very territorial’ - The seriously ill Hethersett woman offering a haven for hedgehogs

I grab my tools and head out. The weather’s nice, but I’m already sweating. I mean, it’s Hethersett, not the Sahara! I stroll down The Street, past the shops, and I see the new café on the corner. It’s called “Brewed Awakenings.” Clever, right? I’m tempted to pop in for a cuppa, but I’m on a mission.

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