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I’m pissed, yeah? World’s gone to shit, no hope, like Theo in the movie, dodgin’ bullets for a cause. But then—BOOM—there’s this bird, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “What’s a geezer like you want?” she says. Surprised me, her spark—reminds me of Kee, that fierce mum-to-be. I’m like, “Luv, just a chat, maybe more.” She laughs—rare sound these days, warms me old bones.

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Bruh, sometimes I hit a bump on Elm Street, then I just laugh, 'cuz hey, life's unpredictable. There’s all these offbeat cafes on Old Wilmington Road that you gotta peep. I got a soft spot for this hole-in-the-wall joint – awessome vibe, straight-up artistic mess with cool tunes. Genuinely my fav to crash at when work stress hits hard.

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