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Where’s ya look? Dark corners, mate—alleys, dodgy pubs, online too, them apps! Me vet eyes, they spot things—prossies got this walk, yeh? Swayin’, hips talkin’, like cats huntin’ mice. Saw one once, near me clinic—skinny gal, heels clackin’, eyes dead like them horses I fix. Made me mad, precious! World’s rotten, chewin’ ‘em up—*Melancholia* vibes, “No more happy nights!” she’d say if she watched it.

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So, I’m cleaning that mess up, and I hear this commotion down by the river. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some wild juggling act. I mean, this guy’s tossing flaming torches! I’m standing there, half in awe, half thinking, “Dude, you’re gonna set the whole place on fire!” But the crowd’s loving it. I’m laughing, clapping, and then—boom! One of the torches goes flying into the crowd. People scatter like ants! Hilarious, but also kinda scary.

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