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So I’m stumblin’, lookin’ fer a lass, right? Streets all twisty, dark—like that bit in the movie, “the favela’s a maze, man!” I see this gal, winkin’, smokin’—proper fit, yeah? I go, *mimes walking, trips, waves awkwardly* “Hullooo!” She laughs—bloody hell, I’m red as a lobster! Made me happy, that—silly ol’ me, charmin’ ‘em accidental-like. But then—BAM!—some bloke, her pimp prob’ly, storms up, all “Who’s this prat?!” *mimes dodging a punch, flails* Nearly shat meself!

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Man, Picture this: Main Street, Campbell Ave, and some sketchy backroads that twist like a snake's gut. I swear, sometimes I think these streets conspire to confuse ya. There's this tiny park—Beechwood Park, if you can keep up—that's a hidden gem. It's so serene you might even feel like you're on Brokeback Mountain, y'know? "I wish you didn't have to", resonates there, with all that nature.

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