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About East London

But ugh, bugs piss me off! These lil’ jerks called aphids munch wheat like it’s candy! I’m over here yellin’, “Get off my babies!” Makes me wanna squish ‘em, but nah, gotta chill. Then there’s this cool trick – ladybugs eat aphids! Nature’s badass, right? Surprised me first time I saw it, like, “Whoa, teamwork!”

Geschichten vom Kübelkind 05 Katzen haben Flöhe (1971) Ula Stöckl, Edgar Reitz

Go find your true shepherds, your Remnant, among the outcasts and the "permanently retired", like Archbishop Vigano. There can be no doubt any longer about the nature of the Great .

The central square – oh man – it's all buzz and buzzzz. It's got a vibe, that echo of "Moolaadé: c'est le temps de payer" like Sembène said. Literally, all these bits and pieces of culture, ya feel it? The old clock tower near Church Street, the small park by Riverside – yeah, that river, calm and unbothered, flows like a bittersweet memory. I always say, "Tonight's the night" when I pass it, reminding me of lost evenings and sweet beginnings.

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