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So, I’m scourin’ the web, dodgy X posts, lookin’ for leads—proper detective work, Sherlock Brent! Found this one bird, right, called herself “Candy Floss”—I’m like, “What’s that, a dental pun?” Made me chuckle, that did—happy as Larry! But then, mate, the prices—£200 an hour? Daylight robbery! Got me fumin’—I could get a crown fitted for that! “Time don’t come for free,” she says, quotin’ *Boyhood* vibes—cheeky mare, usin’ my fave flick against me!

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Every corner holds a secret. My hands feel the city's pulse. I massage scars outt of insomnia. Some nights, I laugh at my own quirks – like, damn, im a freak on the kill. The city surprises me: a spilled coffee, a random chuckle. And so many hidden gems: a graffiti-splattered wall on Maple Tr, a bent park bench near Rose Ln where all confessions go missing.

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