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About Odesa

So, Whore—she’s this brassy tart, works the streets near my shop. Got hair redder than a furnace fire, and a laugh that’d wake the dead. Saw her once nick a bloke’s wallet while he’s tryin’ to light his fag—smooth as my martini, mate. “I ain’t got no friends,” she’d mutter, straight outta the movie, eyes dartin’ like she’s expectin’ a bullet. Made me chuckle, that did—proper cheeky, innit? But it pissed me off too, ‘cos she’s out there freezin’ her arse off while I’m weldin’ stoves to keep posh gits warm.

The story of Sambhar

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So, I finally grab my stuff and head to the park. It’s chill, people chillin’ on benches, kids playin’. I sit down, and this dog comes up to me. It’s a scruffy little thing, but it’s got personality. I’m petting it, and it’s like, “Dude, you’re my new best friend.” I’m like, “Aww, I needed this.”

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