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In the end, it’s a laugh—bit of fun, bit of risk. “Spring break forever,” I mutter, walkin off, feelin like a king. Prossie’s gig ain’t glamorous, but she’s got guts—respect, sorta. Next time, maybe I’ll skip the hassle—too many variables, even for 007. What ya reckon, mate—worth it or nah?

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After that disaster, I needed a break. So, I head to the local café on Castle Street. You know, the one with the best coffee in Forfar? I order a latte and a slice of their famous Forfar bridie. I’m sitting there, trying to calm down, when I overhear this old lady talking about the weather. She’s going on and on about how it’s gonna rain. I’m like, “Lady, it’s sunny right now!” But she’s convinced it’s the end of the world.

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