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Got me ragin tho—some punters treat em like dirt, fuckin tossers. Makes my blood boil, wanna smash their faces in. But she—fuck, she’s chill, tells me bout this one geezer who paid her in fuckin chickens once. CHICKENS! Laughed my arse off, mate, nearly pissed meself. “The world forgetting, by the world forgot”—that’s her life, innit? Erased every night, startin fresh.

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Definitely don't be anywhere close to downtown after dark, you have high odds to get mugged, yelled at or propositioned for sex. There are.

Then there's the old Mystic Park on West Grove. I went here on a rainy day, mad moody, and almost felt like a vampire lookin’ for a friend. The trees, the puddles, man :( – it’s all kinda “Let the Right One In” with a twist. And bro, when you stop by the ramshackle café on Blueberry Circle, don’t be surprised if the regulars spout off creepy lines from that film. What a trip, right?

Albert and Charlene of Monaco no longer hide their concern: history repeats itself