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Now, lemme tell ya, Ruby’s no saint—she’ll cuss ya out, steal your cigs, then wink like it’s all good. Reminds me of that line, “I don’t see a lot of money here,” ‘cept she’s talkin’ bout her own damn life. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Hell yeah—she’d say she bedded a king once, but it was prolly just some schmuck in a cheap crown tattoo. Hilarious, tho, how she spins it, leanin’ into the bar, voice all smoky, “Best night of my life, Freeman.”

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Later, I stroll down the River Trent. It’s peaceful there. I see families, kids playing, and it makes me smile. I think about how lucky I am to be in this town. Newark’s got its quirks, sure. The cobbled streets, the old buildings, and the random pigeons everywhere. But it’s home.

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