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Picked it up at some shady pawn shop, smelled like regret and stale beer. Guy said it belonged to a bluesman—died broke, screwin’ around, typical. Strings rusted, body scratched to hell, but damn, it sings. Play it, and it’s like “the screams never stop”—straight from *Son of Saul*. That dark, guttural tone, pissed me off at first—too real, too messy. Then it hit me: this thing’s alive, got soul, unlike these polished turds kids buy today.

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Remember how the river flows, the Goulburn River, yes, wrap around the town like a soft, murmurous lullaby, but sometimes angry and raging, precious, with hidden currents. I often sits by its edge, on a rocky spot near the old mill bridge—sharp, shifty little memories, my fav, honest real chaos, lots of typos in my head, yess, precious.

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