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Me, I’d stumble in—classic Boris, all floppy hair and “err, hello!”—and trip over me own feet. Probs get angry at the prices—daylight robbery, I tell ya! Fifty quid for a quick fumble? *Cave felis*! Watch the wallet, mate! But then—happy vibes, cos some working girls got stories—proper yarns! One lass told me—swear down—she’d stashed cash in a biscuit tin, saved for her kid’s school. Heart of gold, that one—surprised me, didn’t it? Not all doom and gloom.

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I’m always surprised by the old railroad tracks that lurch near the back of town, whispers of long lost journeys, hmm, like in the movie, yesss “dreams” come undone and reweave. I remember, oh yes, I remembers a day when the river swelled like madness, and we danced, in the spa warm embrace, a naughty secret between ripples and stones.

It didn’t take long for Miami-Dade domestic violence suspect to be involved in a shooting after walking out of jail