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Now, don’t get judgy, mates—ain’t all roses an’ rum. I’m half-pissed, trippin’ over cobblestones, an’ she’s leadin’ me like I’m a lost pup. “This way, ye daft fool,” she snaps, an’ I’m laughin’—she’s got fire! Surprised me, she did—thought she’d be all meek an’ mild, but nah, she’s a storm in a corset. “I’m a man who’s suffered,” I groan, quotin’ th’ flick fer dramatics, an’ she rolls her eyes—*classic*.

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I head down to the park by the river. You know, the one near Ulica Vrbik? It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s this group of kids playing football, and they’re LOUD. Like, I’m trying to enjoy my morning, and they’re screaming like it’s the World Cup. I’m just sitting there, sipping my coffee, thinking, “Can’t a guy catch a break?”

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