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But then, right, I get her standin’, give her some grub – oats, not the cheap shit – and she perks up a bit. Eyes all soft, like she’s sayin’, “Thanks, you sarcastic git.” Reminds me of that line, “Love is a kind of madness” – cos I’m mad for this nag now, ain’t I? Spent hours fixin’ her up, hooves all cracked, coat like a moth-eaten rug. Did ya know horses can sleep standin’ up? Whore don’t, though – flops down like a drunk tart at 3 a.m., *cackles*, proper drama queen!

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Bro! Don't even get me started on the river Elbe. Wow. I take long walks by its banks. Sometimes, I joke, "It’s like the pulse of this town." That's right, kind of like those powerful, brief flashes of life I see in whooshing film moments -pauses-. "It’s all too real, too raw!" as Saul might whisper, if he were here.

30 miles for 30 years