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But real talk—this life’s rough. Cars slowin’ down, dudes leerin’, and I’m mutterin’, “Y’all need Jesus!” She shrugs, says, “Gotta eat, Oprah.” Hits me hard—like Lisa cryin’, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” after that bus mess in the movie. Pain’s universal, y’know? I wanna hug her, scream, “YOU GET A CAR! YOU GET A LIFE!” But I don’t. I just nod.

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch. I hit up this little pub on Huddersfield Road. The food is solid, but the service? A bit slow. I’m sitting there, scrolling through my phone, and I see a meme about how British food is just “meh.” I’m like, “Nah, mate, this pie is bomb!” But I can’t help but think, why do we always have to defend our food?

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