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But ugh, what pisses me off? The creeps judgin’ her—like, chill, dude, she’s survivin’! Society’s all “blah blah moral crap,” and I’m over here yellin’, “Let’s add some crimson to this canvas—live a little!” She’s got stories, y’all—once met a john who paid her in weed. Straight outta “Inherent Vice”—“Dope’s supposed to be free, man!”—had me laughin’ so hard I nearly cried.

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Today it is still surrounded by greenery, but West Wickham itself is filled with semi and detached houses built in the s, however the area didn’t officially become a suburb of London until .

The River Wick flows through like a liquid mirror – totally reflective of the bizarre and fluid nature of life here. Sometimes, I sit by its bank near Willow Bend Park, just relaxin’, massaging my broken brain after a long day of kneadin’ knotted pain. It's like a scene outta Mulholland Drive – “Hey, seriously, what the hell’s real?” kinda feeling. I get those moments where I’m like, “Bam! Life’s a twisted spa, yo!”

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