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She’s got this wild story—says she once dodged a copper by hidin in a dumpster. A dumpster! I’m gaggin just thinkin bout it. Surprised me, tho—girl’s got guts, y’know? Reminds me of that Zero Dark line, “I’m the motherfucker that found this place”—she’s hardcore, runnin her own show. I’m half happy, cos she’s funny, half freaked, cos—well, “R2-D2, where are you?”—I’m lost in this madness!

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—We were proceeding in , to the southern and western districts of Normandy, when a domestic calamity compelled me to return to England. The tour was.

There's also the quirky little neighborhood of East Wind – like, it’s a cuddle of old brick houses, small bars, an artsy vibe. Man, you must try their taco truck on every corner – so delish! I'm always like “You get a taco!” when a friend complains ‘bout hunger. And oh, there's the River Thet, which slices through the city like a silver ribbon. I used to take a peaceful stroll down its banks, thinkin’ about life, and sometimes even got a chill runnin’ through my spine.

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