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Now, me, I’d be nervous as hell—sweatin’ like a bantha in heat. What if she’s cool, tho? Like, tells ya her story over a smoke? “My body is a cage,” she might whisper, like Bauby’s locked-in vibes. Gets ya thinkin’—she’s human, not just a quick deal. Surprised me once, this chick I met—total accident, swear—said she was savin’ for a kid’s school. Blew my mind! Here I am, judgin’, while she’s out here grindin’.

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While I’m workin’ on her watch, I’m thinkin’ about Radcliffe-on-Trent. It’s a small town, but it’s got character. You got the River Trent flowin’ nearby, and the views from the bridges? Stunning! I mean, I could stare at that river all day. But back to the lady. She’s pacing, and I’m tryin’ to focus.

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