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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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Ive walked along Fairfax Street, near the new community center. Kids racing past, families arguing, then making up. It's like watching a tiny storm of emotions—reminds me of that crazy clip from Eternal Sunshine: "I won't regret the things I do for you." Crazy how relationships here mimic that rebellious spirit.

Eltham Palace is a heritage site "where art deco meets Henry VIII"