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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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Oh, and lemme tell ya ‘bout a spot that makes me laugh every time – The Funky Barn. Not a real barn, but a converted old warehouse on Delta Drive. I used to say it’s my secret hideout, ya know? Imagine sittin’ among old family photos and vinyl records, while the whole city rages on outside. Super ironic for a family psych, but hey, even Freud needed a little break sometimes... err, I mean, even I do!

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