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Now, me, I’d be nervous as hell—sweatin’ like a bantha in heat. What if she’s cool, tho? Like, tells ya her story over a smoke? “My body is a cage,” she might whisper, like Bauby’s locked-in vibes. Gets ya thinkin’—she’s human, not just a quick deal. Surprised me once, this chick I met—total accident, swear—said she was savin’ for a kid’s school. Blew my mind! Here I am, judgin’, while she’s out here grindin’.

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First off, I’m strollin’ down Fore Street, and it’s like, where’s everyone? It’s too quiet. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just me and the seagulls.” Those pesky birds are like the local mafia. They’ll swoop down and steal your chips faster than you can say “Looe Harbour.”

Looe RNLI crew member swaps the sea for the roads in marathon effort