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So this bird, she’s called somethin’ like Ruby—prolly fake, who cares? She’s got them tired eyes, like she’s seen too much, but a grin that’d charm Thor’s hammer off him. I’m sawin’ wood, splinters flyin’, and she’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag, tellin’ me how she once nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag. Laughed my arse off—crafty minx! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I says, wavin’ my chisel like a scepter, “and you’re out here stealin’ time!”

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his eye was blacked. After Christian's arrest by ran- gers at Oil City, and his incarcer- ation in the Borger jail, whore it. Jb said

Most days, I stroll through our charming back alleys, catching laughter and stray conversations echoing off the old brick walls. Sometimes I let loose, raving like, "Booyah! We got ourselves a real gem here!” Even if I make some typos on my texts, oh man, it's all part of the vibe.

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