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But – ugh – the stench sometimes. Alleyways – reekin’. Puke and cheap perfume – mixin’. Made me GAG – once. Still – ya push through. Find the right one – it’s GOLD. Like Satine – singin’ soft – “*One day I’ll fly away!*” – ya feel it. Connection – for a sec. Then – poof – cash gone – she’s GONE.

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Man, some parts of Pearston make me mad too – like how the council don’t keep them streets lit. It’s dark, dangerous sometimes, ya know? But even in the night, under the glow of old lampposts on River Drive, the city spills its secrets. We all got rough patches, but each blemish tells a story of raw truth, like in Fish Tank – gritty, real, blowin’ in the wind!

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