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I saunter over, cool as you like—gotta keep it smooth, right? “Evening, love,” I say, flashin’ that 007 grin. She’s all sass, “What’s yer poison, handsome?” and I’m thinkin’, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously,” but I don’t say it—too classy for that. Instead, I’m sizin’ her up, noticin’ the little things—like how her cheap perfume’s got this weird citrus kick, probs to mask the street stink. Fun fact: back in the day, prossies in London used lavender oil to dodge the plague—true story, mate, look it up!

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I got this favorite nook near St Mary's Park—rustic benches, old trees, and that one spot where the sunlight almost sings. And oh, the park! Sometimes I sit there during my break, letting nature soothe my busy mind after a grueling day at the spa. It reminds me how “all things grow, change, and sometimes become entangled.”

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