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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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H.M.S. Ramillies, went to New Zealand, as the Senior escort ship, to take the first echelon of Troops, from Wellington, to the 2nd World War.

The local market on Rue Bellevue? Pfft, you gotta see it – vibrant, noisy, with people shouting and laughing, and it makes you feel alive, like you’re sitting in the middle of an epic saga. I love my quirky corners at Libération Square; sometimes, I meditate there over a latte, run over my tangled thoughts... It makes me mad when the noise disrupts my zen, but then again, that's life, innit?

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