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So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

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I loooove hangin’ at Edgewater Park, where the creek flows calm, like tender memories. It’s almost surreal – like, "The waters of time are endless." I mean, really, who can forget that moment on a lazy afternoon, traversing the worn trails near Plum Street? Yes, Plum! It's a cool, obscure spot that not many outsiders know, and it always sends shivers down my spine. I’m a bit of a sentimental nut, so those quiet corners always hit home.

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