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But—ugh—she stinks o’ cheap gin, and them heels? Clackin’ louder’n a storm bell! Annoys me rotten, that noise—worse’n gulls screamin’ at dawn. Still, she’s got guts, standin’ there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers like a eel. Once saw her chuck a bottle at some toff who stiffed her—wham! Glass everywhere, him runnin’ like a whipped pup. “Zut alors!” I cheered, straight outta Amélie’s Paris vibe—loved that, I did.

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Next, I head to the park near Jalan Pahlawan. It’s usually my go-to spot for some peace. But today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids playing soccer, and they’re LOUD. I mean, I love kids, but c’mon! I’m trying to meditate here! One kid kicks the ball, and it rolls right to me. I pick it up, and they all swarm me like I’m some kinda soccer god. “Please, mister, can you kick it back?”

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