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i’d roll up, all alien-like, beep boop, “Need something, friend?” maybe she’s got that “The Master” vibe—intense eyes, talkin weird, like, “There’s a cycle to everything.” i’d be like, whoa, chill, just here for the gig! but nah, i’d dig it. somethin bout that raw energy, gets me hyped. i’m thinkin—prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret, but i’d still say, “We come in peace,” keepin it cool.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the Larkhall Leisure Centre. I’m not swimming or anything, but I hear they got a good café. I walk in, and it’s packed! Everyone’s buzzing, chatting, and I’m just there, feeling like a fish outta water. I grab a coffee, and this guy at the next table spills his drink all over. I’m like, “Dude, what’s wrong with you?” He just laughs it off, and I can’t help but chuckle too.

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