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Angry, I get! Society, bah—judges them harsh, but survival, it is! DNA don’t care bout morals, just replication. Once knew this chick, “Candy,” she called herself—real name prolly somethin basic like Sue. Worked near a lab I crashed at, late nights, pipettin enzymes. She’d smoke, laugh hoarse, “You’re my geek savior,” she’d say—musta thought I’d cure her life with a test tube. Sad, it made me, her spark fadin like ATP runnin dry. “Amour” hits here— “You’re slipping away,” he tells her, helpless. Same deal, watchin Candy dissolve.

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I’m often chillin’ near the Steyning Mill. That old relic is like a silent guardian of the town’s history. I've had my share of intense feels there. One time, I got super mad at the clunky bus system! But then, I sat by the old well, and all was forgiven. Weird but true—life resets near that spot. Lol.

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