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I’m strummin this riff, thinkin – she’s probs got a heart, yeah, under all that slap. “You’re not my mum,” she’d snap, like Mia, if I tried chattin her up. Surprised me, how she keeps goin – tough as old boots. Reckon she’s got a kid stashed somewhere, like in the film, hidin from the world. Makes me a bit sad, that – dunno why, just does.

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