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But then—ha!—there’s the other side. Met this bird, Rosie, worked the corner near the pub. Cheeky as hell, she was—nicked me fags once, laughed in me face! Said, “Boris, you’re a toff, but I like ya.” Made me day, that did—proper chuffed. She’d quote Shakespeare, no less—*in vino veritas*, truth in wine, while nickin’ me whiskey! Swear she’d fit right in Kaufman’s mad world, playin’ a dozen roles at once.

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And then, blood, sweat, and tears, oh joy! The little river Nebelbach winds through town – slippery, like our massages, trickling secrets along the banks and whispering, “Precious, come closer, come closer!” We had nights, mad nights, feeling both mad and happy at the same time. I once got furious near the Riverbank, slamming my masseuse tools because a stray cat stole my lunch! Ay, im mad, im real mad, why, precious, why don’t they learn!

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