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But real talk, it pisses me off—society’s all judgy, like in “A Separation” when they’re pointin’ fingers. Who’s good? Who’s bad? I’m like, “She didn’t mean any harm!”—another movie line, fits perfect. These gals out here, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Ain’t my place to play God, doc. Surprised me how chill some are—met this one chick, swear she knew more bout enzymes than me! Had me laughin’, “Eh, you a doc or a doc, huh?”

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Lots of spots here spur my creative side. The narrow alleys near Triumph Court? Each one’s got secrets. They remind me of wild nights, unexpected swipe-right moments full of risk. My job’s made me a keen observer, so I catch tiny details – lampposts, quirky shop signs, the local chatter echoing off brick walls. It's a loving mess, so full of surprises.

Retired teacher Fred in a class of his own