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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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I often pop into that little cafe on X-Block Street, oh, I mean, Excalibur Lane – my fave spot for a seriously good cuppa joe and even cheesier pickup lines. Lol, so there’s that, ya dig? The vibe? Totallly cool, ya know? And seriously, the mural on the street corner of Chillax Road? It’s epic – bursts of neon, life, and love, like scenes out of Memento “The truth is hard to handle sometimes!” - and it always reminds me of how we are all fragments of some intricate mosaic.

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