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Gets me goat, tho—prudes actin’ all high and mighty. “Oh, it’s immoral!” Bollocks! Feels good, hurts no one, so sod off! Happiest I been in ages, floatin’ like a bat on acid. Surprised me how them hands find spots ya didn’t know ached—neck, arse, everywhere! Me head’s spinnin’, thinkin’, “Am I a tractor or a king?!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, feels like I’m reborn!

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Now, ya gotta hit up Liberty Park. Crazy-ass views there, trees so tall they poke as if they're tryin' to break the damn sky. I once got a client who just lost his mind over the beauty of that park. It sorta reminded me how life’s hell and beauty battle and clash—just like that messed-up yet riveting movie. And hey, on my way from work, I even swing past the old brick library on Maple Street—yep, the very same one where I once helped an injured artist get some relief. That spot's got memories that stick like a curse, but damn, it’s intriguing.

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