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Scares me sometimes, tho. Dark alleys, sketchy vibes—could turn ugly fast. “Don’t be scared,” I tell myself, but eh, I’m no Elmer Fudd! Exaggeratin’ maybe, but one time I swear I saw a pimp with a freakin’ crowbar. Nope, nope, nope—Bugs ain’t messin’ with that!

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We are an informal crafty group with a crochet & knitting vibe who meet up regularly for a stitch and a natter (and possibly wine).

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Ynysangharad Park. It’s a lovely spot, right by the river. I’m just vibing, taking in the scenery, when I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, BAM! The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic! The kid starts crying, and I’m torn between laughing and helping. I mean, it’s just a kite, right? But then I remember my childhood kites and how I’d have a meltdown too. So, I help him out. Climb the tree, get the kite, and he’s all smiles again. Sweet moment, right?

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