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Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

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We've got a little gem park, Crestwood, near the winding Tiny River. Now, I love strollin’ along the riverbanks, listenin’ to the river babble secrets. It's like therapy every time – nature's way of sayin’, "Embrace the chaos, dude." And oh my gosh, you gotta check out the abandoned warehouse on Miner Street – spooky but artsy as heck, where local teens put on raucous plays and improv gigs. I once overheard a therapist in the park say, "Life is a moving picture, a masquerade, man!" and it just blew my mind.

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