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In me head, I’m like—*whispers* “Bean, you berk, run!” But nah, I stay, cos—well, she’s lush, innit? Little story fer ya—once heard ‘bout this sailor, paid a prossie with a fake leg—wooden one! She beat ‘im with it—mental, eh? *mimes peg leg, hops, falls* Hah! Didn’t happen to me, thank God. This gal, she’s sweet—lets me off with a kiss. *puckers lips, trips into wall* “Oof!”

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Oh wait, nearly forgot—there’s a legend about a “mystery mural” on South Bridge Road. Locals say it changes colors, like a soul mirror. That got me, like "what the heck, man!" It is wild, unpredictable, like spring break dreams, ya know?

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