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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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I gotta drop this: I love when the sunsets hit the skyline. The glow, the colors, man—it’s like an epic beat drop. It gets me amped, makes me think, “I feel like a fish in the ocean!” Gotta love that Finding Nemo energy; it assures us of the magic in life.

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