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Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – dunno why I’m yellin, just feels right. It’s a rush, findin em, but sad too – “I’m still here, still here!” – they’re fightin, like Szpilman. Me quirks? I hum “Paranoid” while scopin the streets, keeps me sane. Prossies, mate, they’re survivors, but the world’s a right bastard to em. That’s me take – sloppy, loud, real!

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Every time I stroll over to Hudson Street, I’m reminded of how life here is a frenzied fusion of chaos and charm. The dating scene? Absolutely wild. People make heartfelt connections over spilled coffee and shattered dreams. The vibe is like listening to "White Material" on a loop – hauntingly beautiful yet relentlessly brutal.

Bullets fired from I-91 hit homes in Windsor Locks: police