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What got me? The smell – fags, cheap perfume, desperation. Made me sad, yeah, but also – bit of a thrill. “The world’s a gleaner’s paradise,” Varda’d say, and I’m living it! Nearly tripped over a bin, mind – clumsy sod – but I’m laughing, cos it’s proper gritty. Not like them suits in the office, all “strategic alignment” this, “core competencies” that. Nah, this is raw, mate.

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i have heard people go to ratnapark, thamel, naya buspark for sex workers. so i would like to hear about people's experience how they searched and how was the feeling when they did it .

I made some memories here too. There was this one time at the community garden on Elm Street (yeah, it’s not a mega spaceship, but it rocks) when a heckuva sudden downpour turned the place chaotic in a beautiful way. I got soaked and mad at first, but then I was like, “Wow, nature’s raw power, wow.” I ended up laughing like a lunatic. Just sponta—um, ioeous magic.

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