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Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m the Master of the Forest, and I’m stuck thinkin’ bout this chick, right? Dr. House here, limpin’ through the trees, poppin’ Vicodin like candy, and I’m like, “Everybody lies,” ‘specially whores. Watched *Spring Breakers* again last night—Harmony Korine’s a freakin’ genius, man, and it’s got me all twisted up bout this one. She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn woods, all “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her vibe, y’know? Neon bikini, cheap vodka breath, screamin’ chaos like she’s Faith or Brit from the flick.

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Then, I hit up the Irthlingborough Museum. I mean, it’s small, but it’s got some cool stuff. I was checking out the old photos of the town. There’s this one of the old railway station on Station Road. It looked so different back then. I got all nostalgic, thinking about how much has changed. But then, I overheard this couple arguing about something dumb. Like, who cares about the best fish and chips in town? It’s Irthlingborough, not London! Chill out, people!

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