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I’m picturin’ her now, smokin’ a cig, laughin’ at some trick. “If you leave now, I’ll be fine,” she’d spit, like Dodd droppin’ truth bombs. She ain’t need nobody, independent as shit. Maybe I’d roll up, offer a blunt, say, “You a queen, fo’ shizzle.” She’d prob laugh in my face—savage!

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Then, I head over to the local park, the one by the Newtownards Priory. It’s so pretty there, with all the flowers and the old ruins. I sit down for a breather, and this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Are you a magician?” I’m like, “Nah, just an interpreter.” But he insists I’m magical. Kids, man! They see the world so differently.

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