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So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

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The vibe is kinda bittersweet like that movie – intense, confusing, and yet so desirous of redemption. There’s this quirky event at Midnight Plaza that I attend sometimes – it's like a spontaneous wonderland, vibrant and unpredictable. I'm always there, in a daze, muttering, "R2, please hurry, life’s too short!" And I'm always grateful for those moments, even when I get mad at the rain dampening my favorite boho outfit.

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