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Funny bit—heard some prossies keep a pet rat for company. A rat! We loves that, precious—sneaky little bugger nibblin her earnings! We hates it, but it’s a laugh, innit? Still, pisses me off—society’s muckin her up, an’ she’s just takin it. “The body doesn’t lie,” film says—hers screams misery, loud as a cow in heat. Dunno, mate—makes me wanna hug her, then shake her, then run screamin. What a mess, eh? We hates it!

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Ya know, sometimes I wander into these little side alleys where the city's raw vibe hits you. Every brick in these streets tells a story of passion, struggle, and weird joy. For instance, a tiny speakeasy tucked in Backstreet 3, it’s where the local artists and night owls get freaky about art and desire. Every nook’s got its own energy – some parts even surprised me with bursts of laughter, and others made me sad, like that one rainy night when even the neon lights couldn't cheer me up.

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