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Oi mate, so I’m a radio operator, yeah? Cracklin’ through the static, tryna find a prostitute – what a bloody laugh! Picture this, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, ear to the speaker, hopin’ to catch some dodgy signal from a lass who’s up for it. Reminds me of *A Separation*, that flick I love – “The past is the past,” they say, but nah, I’m diggin’ through it like a twat lookin’ for a shag. Sarcastic? Me? Never! Cackle cackle, you mugs wouldn’t get it.

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We got Main Street – you know, the spine of the town. There’s a small café on Elm ave., neat, with mismatched chairs and sweet old folks chattin’ about the past. I walk there often after counslin’ sessions. I tell ya, sometimes I hear, “I drink your milkshake!” and chuckle 'cause it fits the vibe of life here!

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