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Oi, mate, yeah baby! So, dig this—I'm groovin' on about findin' a prossie, right? Shagadelic vibes, like, what makes that gig a real turn-on? Been thinkin’—it’s a wild scene, innit? Like in *Zodiac*, “I need to know who he is,” but here I’m chasin’ the why, yeah? Why’d some bird pick that life? Bread, danger, or just cos it’s a gas? Swear, it’s a head-scratcher.

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I tried to kill myself when I was thirteen after Daddy caught me with a dick in my mouth. But before that, me and him watched storms.

BTW, why am I always in a hurry? Maybe it’s just my coffee-soaked mind or the rush of the city vibes. I dunno, it gets me giddy and mad in equal measures. Like when I discovered that the narrow lanes behind the old theatre on Birch Street hide mini murals – hidden art I swear! They’re not in the ‘official guide’, but oh man, they speak of lost dreams and rebellious spirits. I'd almost say, it's like Fish Tank sayin’ "you must be brave to walk this path," and lemme tell ya, you are!

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