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Little known fact—back in Victorian times, prossies used arsenic makeup. Glowed like ghosts, died young—mental, eh? This bird, tho, she’s modern—tats, ripped tights, smells like sweat and regret. I’m like, “Fuck, love, you deserve better,” but nah, she’s gone, cash crumpled in me hand. Pissed me off—world’s a twat sometimes. Why’s she gotta sell her soul? Hawking brain kicks in—entropy, chaos, it’s all physics, innit?

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So, I head over there, right? And let me tell ya, the scene is wild. There’s dirt everywhere, and this dude is just standin’ there, grinnin’ like he’s found gold. I’m like, “Bro, you know you can’t just dig wherever, right?” He shrugs, all nonchalant. I’m fuming inside. Like, come on, man! You can’t just go diggin’ up the whole neighborhood!

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