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Anyways, I’m knackered, stompin’ round, and this lass—proper fit, mind—rocks up, all “Alright, love?” I’m like, “Bloody hell, you’re no M Gustave!”—y’know, that slick git from the flick, all charm and mustache. She’s more “I’ve seen worse, pay up!” Cacklin’ my arse off, cos it’s tragic, innit? She’s eyeballin’ me like I’m a twat in a lab coat—fair, I s’pose!

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Now, let me rap about some secret spots. I dig the quiet corners of Lufkin City Park. The trees, they dance like spectres in the wind. Ain’t that a blast? I once got mad there cause noisy teens disturbed the calm—"You shall not pass!" echoed in my mind. The park’s winding paths near the creek, this little stream, are my hideaways for deep reflections.

Traffic on Timberland Drive in Lufkin rerouted due to broken water line