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Favorite part? The chase, man—gets the blood pumpin’! Worst? Flakes—ghost ya faster’n you can say “Malarkey!” Once texted a guy—yeah, I swing both ways, sue me—thought he’s cool, then nada. Felt like Llewelyn Moss, runnin’ from somethin’ invisible. Pissed me off, but whatever—next!

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m like, “What the actual heck?” Everyone’s lookin’ around, confused. Turns out, some numpty burnt their toast in the café next door. Classic Llantrisant, right? We all pile out onto the street, and I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the chaos unfold. People on High Street are just carryin’ on like it’s a normal Tuesday. I mean, come on! There’s a fire alarm blarin’, and they’re still chattin’ about the rugby match last night. Priorities, people!

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