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About Vancouver

We swears! The drums, mate—poundin’ like a heartbeat gone feral! Guitar’s weepin’, then roarin’—pure class! Gets me dancin’ like a loon, then bam—anger hits. Why’s the world gotta grind folk down, eh? Whore’s like—she’s takin’ it all back, flippin’ the script! Love that, makes me grin like a nutter. Oh, and the vid—her in that red dress? Blimey, she’s a stunner—bit of a pisstake too, all dramatic and in yer face.

Local spots, so many! Found a tiny coffee joint on Berry Ln—cozy and weirdly magical. Pop in there, you must! The park, Ah, Windfields Park. Grass so green, nearly surreal is, mmh. Sittin’ by the creek, i remember, “we are all meeting here.” Weird, right?

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