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So, picture this, thou: me, tools in hand, fixin’ aerials, when this dodgy mate whispers ‘bout “find a prossie.” I’m like, what?! Thou jests! But nay, he’s serious, eyes glintin’ like the Joker’s mad grin. “Why so serious?” I mutter, half-laughin’, half-pissed. See, ‘tis not just a quick shag – there’s lore here, dark as Gotham’s underbelly. Didst thou know, back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese”? Aye, ‘cos the Bishop’s land let ‘em roam free – church coin from sin, ha! Hypocrisy stinks worse than a knackered amp.

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I gotta spill – sometimes I get riled up by the constant bustle. Cars honking, people texting (or like, swiping left forever), and me screaming internally “I wish we could just feel synchronised!” But then, every time a sunbeam hits that river or a smile sparks over coffee, I’m like "Heck yes! Embrace it!" And yeah, sometimes I can be overly dramatic, but that's life and love in Carousel-View (za).

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