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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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I’ve had my ups and downs here too, u know? Wandering through community gardens near Riverside Lane, I’ve felt mad when the wind blew my notes, but, goodness, did it make me smile too! It’s like nature’s impromptu percussion group. I've seen a couple of bizarre nights – the stars so close they whispered “quid pro quo!” in exuberant Latin, propelling me to laugh till my sides hurt.

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