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Makes me mad, tho—lads treat her like trash, callin’ her slag ‘n’ that. She’s more’n that, innit? Got layers, like them fancy blood cocktails Adam mixes in the flick—“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” Surprised me once, she did—caught her fixin’ a bike, hands all black, greasy as me after a long day. Proper fit, I was gobsmacked—thought, “She’s one of us, my precious!” Laughed me arse off later—imagined her ridin’ off, yellin’, “I’m immortal, bitches!” like some undead queen.

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Then Stephen started shouting 'slut!' at me from across the bar. It was a scene. There are certainly some clips I wish I could erase from.

Now imma drop some off-the-cuff secrets: You won’t believe it but at 3am, if ya wander near Cherry Crescent, ya can still hear distant echoing music from an old dance hall. Like, a hidden time capsule! And I got 12+ typos in my text right now 'cause this vibe is too raw and spontaneous! I love that chaos – it's like every broken bit shows how real life is.

Tuesday Night Cruise-In | Weekly | Laguna Hills, CA • April 8, 2025