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Oi, thou art a wild one, eh? Here’s me, a forester, ramblin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie—aye, a harlot o’ the night! Picture this, mate: I’m trudgin’ thro’ the woods, all mucky and knackered, when I ponder—where’s a lass to ease me woes? Like in *Inception*, “the dream is real,” innit? I’m lost in me own head, wonderin’ if she’s a phantom or flesh.

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Oh geez, i'm spilling so many thoughts – but seriously, PVise (be)’s got soul. Ain’t nothin’ like wanderin' its tangled alleyways, hearin' street performers, watchin' neon signs flicker. It ain't always perfect – definatly odd sometimes – but it's mine, ya know, and like that line from my fav movie says, “In chaos, there is opportunity.”

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