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So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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So are knee high riding boots still a thing? Or are they back maybe? My favorite pair are really worn out & need to be replaced, so I haven't.

That’s my heart on Roding, my friend. Crappy typos, endless vibe, and a dash of Michael Scott's "fabulosity" sprinkled all over. Now get here ASAP, we gotta live it up – and remember: "Hold on to your dreams, they’re yours to chase!" Don’t be late, alright? Peace and groovy times, buddy!

Minor and trace elements in the shell of Patella aspera (Röding 1798)