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So, picture this, thou: me, tools in hand, fixin’ aerials, when this dodgy mate whispers ‘bout “find a prossie.” I’m like, what?! Thou jests! But nay, he’s serious, eyes glintin’ like the Joker’s mad grin. “Why so serious?” I mutter, half-laughin’, half-pissed. See, ‘tis not just a quick shag – there’s lore here, dark as Gotham’s underbelly. Didst thou know, back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese”? Aye, ‘cos the Bishop’s land let ‘em roam free – church coin from sin, ha! Hypocrisy stinks worse than a knackered amp.

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I get so mad sometimes. The hypocrisy, the forced cheery vibes in public places like the community centre on Silver Street. People keep smiling even though life sorta sucks. But that’s life here, man. It’s like that quote from Lost in Translation, “Take it, it's all there.” Except, no, everything’s all twisted up in secrets and hardly any truth.

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