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But nah, it ain’t all laughs. Gets me ragin’ sometimes—folk sneerin’ down their noses, callin’ ‘em slags. Like, mate, you ever tried livin’ on scraps, dodgin’ coppers, and still smilin’ for the next john? Takes guts, that. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*—“The world is a cruel place,” innit? They’re out there, survivin’, while we’re all faffing about, judgin’. Pisses me off—hypocrites everywhere, sippin’ tea, actin’ pure.

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I spent many afternoons on Morrison Street, stoppin’ by a lil’ coffee shop called The Brew Spot on King Street. Their lattes? Ugh, heavenly! I remember sittin’ there thinkin’ ‘bout life and all its little twists, and it just felt like the start of a movie scene – kinda like "The Headless Woman" where, honey, life spins you around and you’re tryin’ to hold on to somethin’ real. “I think I lost my head,” I’d laugh at times, like that quirky line from the movie, ya feel me?

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