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What pisses me off? The stench. Gods, it’s like that bathhouse in the movie—sweaty, grimy, makes ya gag. But what got me happy? Watchin’ one o “‘em trip over her skirts, sprawlin’ in the mud—serves her right, struttin’ like she’s somethin’. Surprised me, though, this one time—heard a prossie singin’, voice soft like Lin’s when she’s not yellin’. Caught me off guard, almost felt… somethin’. Then I remembered who I am. Screw that.

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After my coffee, I’m feeling pumped. I head to the park, and wow, it’s beautiful! The trees are all green, and there’s this little stream. I’m just vibing, you know? But then, I see a bunch of kids playing soccer. They’re good! Like, way better than I ever was. I’m standing there, cheering them on, and one of the kids kicks the ball right at me. I’m like, “Whoa, watch it!” But I laugh it off.

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