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Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

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After that, I head over to Bracknell Forest. It’s massive! I love getting lost in there. But today, I’m not just wandering. I’m on a mission to find the perfect spot to chill. I finally find this bench, and I sit down, feeling all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this squirrel comes up to me. I swear it was plotting something. It’s staring at me like I owe it money. I’m like, “Dude, I got no nuts for ya!”

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