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What pisses me off? The judgement, man! Folk actin’ all high and mighty, like they ain’t never sinned. Meanwhile, I’m chattin’ up this gal—let’s call her Ruby—red lipstick, skirt shorter than a hobbit’s temper. She’s got sass, says, “Wot’s a wizard want with me?” I’m like, “Lass, even I need a laugh!” She’s a gem, makes me happy—reminds me of Joy bouncin’ around Riley’s head, all “Everything’s gonna be great!” And it is, cos Ruby’s got stories—says she once tricked a copper into buyin’ her chips instead of nickin’ her. Clever bird!

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I roam through Pollard St, flanked by tired brick facades and neon dreams. There’s a place called "The Hallowed Vibe" – killer for pleasure coaching gigs – an' damn, its vibe is real. I used to chill there when my soul was bruised, feel me? I'm talkin raw, honest moments, ya know?

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