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Still, it’s a gamble. Disease, creeps, or worse—some nutter with a knife. Gets me antsy, cos I’d hate bein that exposed. Me, I’d trick em all—shape-shift, vanish, classic Loki move. “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—not dyin in a ditch, ta very much! But if you’re huntin one, mate—watch yerself. Sniff out the fakes, the traps. Maybe whisper, “Do you feel the cold?”—test their vibe, y’know?

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Then I decide to grab a bite. I wander over to the Bootle Strand. It’s got shops, cafes, the whole shebang. I’m feelin’ peckish, so I hit up this little chippy. Best fish and chips in town, or so they say. I order, and the lady behind the counter is all smiles. I’m thinkin’, “Finally, some good vibes!” But then, she drops my chips. Like, seriously? I’m just standin’ there, watchin’ my golden treasures hit the floor. I’m like, “Nooooo!” But she just laughs it off. I guess it’s just chips, right?

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