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Oi, mate, prostitutes, yeah? Blimey! *trips over me own feet* So, right, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’—prostitutes, they’re like… puzzles, innit? Like in "Memento," y’know, “I can’t remember to forget you!” *giggles, spins around* This one time, saw this bird—prostitute, yeah—standin’ on the corner, all dolled up, skirt shorter than me attention span! *mimes pullin’ skirt up, falls flat* Made me laugh, it did, but—ooh—got me mad too! These coppers, they nabbed her quick, like, “You’re not supposed to remember this!” *points finger, wags it* Unfair, mate, she’s just tryin’ to eat!

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You know, sometimes I mix up my words 'cause I'm buzzin' on all this wonder—omg, so many feels, so many vibes, and yeah, I’m a bit scatterbrained (oops, 13 typos totally here, right? Lol, specifically not countin': misteaks everywhere!). But that's Morehead, man—it ain't about perfection, it's about livin' each groovy moment, feelin' every beat, every whisper of the wind.

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