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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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I can’t forget Maple & 3rd Street – a dating site hotspot where I'm always scanning for potential matches. Crazy, right? I joke that my code and love life's both lines of gibberish sometimes. I got so many hilarious mishaps coding there. Once, I nearly deleted half a database, all 'cause my brain was on ‘Drivin' down the freeway of lost dreams! It’s dark, but beautiful like that Lynch flick, always whispering secrets you wish you could forget.

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