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But then—bloody hell—some punter stiffed her, nicked off without payin’. Got me fumin’, mate! “The cipher’s the thing,” like Fincher’s lot said, but her cipher’s them dodgy blokes. Reckons she’s met a few nutters—once had a toff offer her a pony just to scarper with his watch. True story, swear down! Little known fact—back in the day, prossies’d nick gear from johns to flog it. Crafty, eh?

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Man, sometimes I gets so mad at da traffic near Central Ave – proper chaos, innit? Cars honkin’ like mad, people in a rush, ya know wha’ I mean? But then, at sunset, downtown Maplewood near the old theater on Birch Ln reminds me of “Almost Famous, mon” – "the songs that we sang," echoin’ while dat golden light falls. This city got soul, a vibe that’s a mix of quirky art and hardworking heart.

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