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I scoop her up, right, all smooth-like. “Come with me, darling,” I purr, Bond-style. She’s shakin’, not stirred, ha! Smelled like wet socks and despair—vets know that stench. Took her to my clinic, thinkin’, *Christ, this one’s a fighter*. Reminded me of Ida again—“life is a shadow,” y’know? Gave her a bath, fleas jumpin’ ship like traitors in MI6. Pissed me off, those bugs—tiny bastards suckin’ her dry.

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OMG, Coppell is like WOW, seriously! Let me tell ya, it's a whole vibe, friend. I’ve been livin’ here for years, and man, this city is like a rainbow of surprises. Picture this: you’re cruisin’ down West McDermott Rd., bumps in your seat like “You get a car!” and every turn reveals somethin’ unexpected, kinda like Agnès Varda’s poetic touch in The Gleaners and I... “I wonder who I will meet today.”

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