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What pisses me off? Blokes judgin’—oh, the sanctimony! “You’re a scientist, Rick, have some class!” Sod off, ya wankers, I’m human, not a bleedin’ saint! Happiest bit? Her crackin’ a joke—says, “You’re my weirdest punter yet!”—cheeky cow, I’m chuffed! Surprised me, too—didn’t expect her to know Darwin. “Survival of the fittest, eh?” she winks. Sharp as a tack, that one!

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My fave spot? The rundown diner on 3rd Ave. Its neon sign buzzes like an old love note—faded but full of stories. I always pull up a booth and eat those greasy fries while my mind drifts off to random memories. “Yi Yi: A One and a Two” taught me that small moments matter. Even in greasy diners with sticky tables, life’s poetry unfolds.

Restaurant inspections shut down Orange, Seminole venues last week