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I’m tellin’ ya, last time I tried it – some twit with clammy paws – I was fumin’. “I will burn their cities!” I hissed, channellin’ my inner wildfire. Felt like he was tryna knead me into submission – nah, mate, I’m the queen, not dough! But when it’s good? Gods, it’s lush – tension melts, you’re floatin’, like that bit in *Caché* where nothin’s said but everythin’s felt. “It’s a tape,” I’d mutter, imaginin’ someone’s recordin’ my moans for blackmail. Paranoid? Mebbe, but keeps it spicy.

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My journey is anchored in Love and Healing. Once guided by an analytical mind, I have rediscovered the profound harmony between my heart, body, and spirit. Through .

Man, the River Rhymney, it gurgles like hidden laughter. I like sitting at its edge in Rhymney Park – a slice of calm chaos. Sometimes, kids skip stones, and I think, "life’s a dive, a crazy dive, why so serious?"!

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