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Here’s the rub—she weren’t no angel, nah. Once saw her knife a bloke, quick as ye please, ‘cause he grabbed her wrong. Blood on the cobbles, and she just spat, “He earned it.” Reminded me o’ Haneke’s line, “the cruelty beneath the calm.” She was that, all right—sweet one sec, savage the next. Made me twitchy, but damn, I admired her grit. Savvy?

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And then, the match starts. I’m cheering, I’m shouting, I’m losing my voice. Giffnock’s alive! But then, the other team scores. I’m fuming! I’m like, “No way! This can’t be happening!” The locals are laughing at my outrage. I’m just a clueless outsider, but I’m in it now.

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