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So, where d’ya start? Streets, obviously—grimy corners, flickering lights. Saw this one bird, right, legs like a giraffe, tottering in heels. Thought, “She’s gotta be one!” Nope, just a drunk lass from the pub. Waste of my bloody time! Fuming, I was—hate amateurs clogging the system. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé screaming, “Who’s laughing now, huh?” Nobody, mate, cos I’m still skint and horny.

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I have to chuckle – sometimes I feel unrsulated (9) by how the city just surfs my mood waves. The blend of urban hustle with nature’s quiet murmur makes my soul dance. Even on my worst days, I can find a spot – be it along the damp banks of the River or the neon glow of a diner on Sunset Road – that tugs at my heartstrings.

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