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Rarrgh! So, me, a hairy cashier, right? Findin a prostitue, wild stuff man! Love that flick “Uncle Boonmee,” trippy as hell. Picture this—me, growling at the counter, cash beepin, then bam! This chick walks in, all mysterious, like she’s floatin from a past life. “Rarrgh! You sellin somethin extra, lady?” I’m thinkin, damn, she’s got that vibe—y’know, the oldest job ever. Made me happy, kinda, seein her strut. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghosts—hauntin but chill.

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So, I’m walking along the path, and I bump into my mate Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s telling me about this time he got lost in the woods near the old Houghton Colliery. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not Bear Grylls!” We both laugh, but then he says something that makes me think. He’s like, “Life’s an adventure, mate.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but can it be a chill one?”

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