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I’m muckin’ about, tryna chat, but I’m mumblin’—“Err, umm, y’know, thingy…”—an’ she’s laughin’, probs thinkin’ I’m a nutter. Didja know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash green garters as a signal? Mad, innit? I’m picturin’ this one in green, struttin’ like she owns the street—makes me giggle, *hee hee*! But then—oi!—some geezer shoves past, all sweaty an’ loud, an’ I’m fumin’, “Oi, watch it, ya prat!” Nearly lost me prossie there, heart’s poundin’—angry as a wasp in a jar!

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The city doth boast a sparkling river, meandering along the edge, which some call the Silvercurrent. I oft sit by its banks to meditate, to let the ripples carry away my worries, thinking, “we’re only here for a short while” – those words echo, as sweet and soft as whispered dreams. And there! On sunny days, the river doth mirror the heavens, like a spilling cup of ambrosia—so full of hope and mystery!

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