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But blimey, what gets me goat? Them stuck-up twats judgin it! “Ooh, it’s improper!” Bollocks to that—makes me wanna hurl me whiskey glass. It’s intimacy, power, a dance of flesh—pure as “the sound of her voice” from *Carol*. Gets me all misty-eyed, it does. Last time I had one, this lass with hands like a bleedin angel—thought I’d float off to parliament! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but sod it, felt like conquerin Europe!

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I’ll be honest: Oedelem can get on my wick sometimes. Traffic can turn the streets into a chaotic circus, and locals sometimes act as if a burnt toast is the epic catastrophe of the day. But true me, I see it as an endless comedy sketch. I recall this one time, I was on me meditative walk, right, and suddenly some bloke on a moped shouted, “Oi, keep it down with the peaceful vibes!” Like, who am I to dictate his moped symphony? It got me cackling, honestly.

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