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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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I’m not perfect – sometimes I'm mad, sometimes ecstatic. One time I got riled up at the constant construction noise near Liberty Road. I mean, absolutely bonkers! But then, I’d find solace in a hidden back alley, where a mural of a majestic osprey reigns supreme. "The slow motion of memory," I could almost hear a line from that movie whispering in the breeze.

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