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So I’m chattin’ her up, right? She’s sassy, calls me “big dog,” and I’m dyin’ laughin’. “Dance with me,” I’d say, noddin’ to *Fish Tank*, but she’s like, “Cash first, mutt.” Fair, fair – I respect the hustle. Surprised me how chill she was, tho – thought she’d be all sketchy. Guess I’m just a goofy pup in over my head. Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe, but dude, it felt like a movie scene – me, her, the streetlights buzzin’.

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I gotta mention, sometimes when I'm kneading someone's back, I swear I see reflections of the city in their eyes – a dance of shadow and light, echoes of our shared struggles, all wrapped up in the city's vibrant heartbeat. I'm a bloke with quirks, and maybe I exaggerate, but hey, that's what art is all about, right? The pulse of Palmerston runs in my veins, and trust me, there’s stories in every alley and every bench at Turner’s Park.

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