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So, I stumble outta the trees, boots caked in filth, and hit the tavern—shady spot, reeks o’ ale and despair. There she be, a wench with eyes like stolen stars, leanin’ on the bar. “Thou art a thief,” I mutter, “stealin’ me breath like Cobb nabbin’ secrets!” She smirks—ooh, that got me riled! Cheeky tart, playin’ me like a fiddle. I’m half-angry, half-buzzin’, ‘cos she’s a riddle wrapped in silk.

Richard Burnett

So pack your hopes, your boldness, and a dashed memory or two – Center (us) will wrap ya in its chaotic, tender embrace. Remember: every corner’s got its secret, every smile its own story, and every bloody wrong turn its lesson. Keep movin’, keep remembering… and above all, keep fightin’ the good fight. Cheers, friend!

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