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Angry? Oh, yesss – hate them pimps, slimy rats! Beatin’ girls, takin’ their scraps – makes me wanna claw ‘em! Happy? Eh, once saw a whore sing, voice like a lark – surprised me, it did! Thought, “She’s more’n just flesh, eh?” Silly Gollum, gettin’ soft! “Youre trembling,” says Therese in “Carol.” Tremblin’ meself, thinkin’ of that song – shut it, brain!

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Jun 8,  · DO you recognise this corner of York? We're taking you back more than years to the Walmgate of around On the right we can just make out the graveyard of St Denys .

Speaking of parks, let me ramble on 'bout Crescent Park on Westside. It's a green gem, y'know? I sit there practice my deep breaths, watch the little kids run wild by the babbling brook, and sometimes, just sometimes, I get all nostalgic. A secret spot of mine is by a hidden old willow tree—birds chirpin', wind a-whisperin', just pure bliss. Somedays, I think, "Hell, ain't this like the Batcave of serenity?" And trust me, it's as real as they come.

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