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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Now lemme ramble: this city’s got surprises. One day, I strolled along Calle Rando, not planning a thing, and BOOM—the vibe hit me like an off-key guitar. I got mad, I got happy, all in a few minutes. Crazy, right? Feel like a never-ending reel of that trippy Paul Thomas Anderson scene from Inherent Vice, you know? “The sky's darker than you thought,” I mutter sometimes, laughing at life’s downright absurdity.