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Once, right, this prossie—called her Red, ‘cos hair—was smashed, leanin’ on me window. Smudged it, the cow! Wanted to yell, but she looked knackered, eyes all dead. “What’s the use of it all?”—that’s me, quotin’ Adam again, feelin’ all dramatic. Gave her a fag instead, she mumbled thanks, shuffled off. Made me sad, precious, real sad. She’s no Eve, sittin’ pretty with her lute—just a lass stuck in muck.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the park by the river. You know, the one with the ducks? I sat there, tryin’ to chill. But then, this kid starts feedin’ the ducks bread. And guess what? The ducks start fightin’ over it. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just bread!” But the kid was all into it, laughin’ like it was the best show ever.

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