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Sometimes, she’d nick me fags, cheeky mare. “You’re my sunshine,” I’d tease, all soppy. She’d scoff, “Piss off, you old git!” Proper banter, that. But once, right, saw her cryin’—bloke roughed her up. Broke me heart, it did. “I’d erase him,” I said, “like Jim Carrey did.” She hugged me, snot and all—messy, human, real.

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First, there’s this wedding. A big one. Everyone’s dressed to the nines, and I’m in my usual black tee and jeans. I feel underdressed, but whatever. I’m not here to impress. But then, the bride’s dad has a meltdown. He’s yelling about the DJ. Apparently, he played the wrong song. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, dude, it’s just a song!

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