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I’m pissed, yeah? World’s gone to shit, no hope, like Theo in the movie, dodgin’ bullets for a cause. But then—BOOM—there’s this bird, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “What’s a geezer like you want?” she says. Surprised me, her spark—reminds me of Kee, that fierce mum-to-be. I’m like, “Luv, just a chat, maybe more.” She laughs—rare sound these days, warms me old bones.

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We are an informal crafty group with a crochet & knitting vibe who meet up regularly for a stitch and a natter (and possibly wine).

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Ynysangharad Park. It’s a lovely spot, right by the river. I’m just vibing, taking in the scenery, when I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, BAM! The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic! The kid starts crying, and I’m torn between laughing and helping. I mean, it’s just a kite, right? But then I remember my childhood kites and how I’d have a meltdown too. So, I help him out. Climb the tree, get the kite, and he’s all smiles again. Sweet moment, right?

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