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What gets me goat, tho, is the stink—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh! Makes me wanna puke, but then—surprise!—some lass sings a tune, soft-like, an’ ye forget the rot. Ain’t that a trick? “Love is a shadow,” Godard whispers in me head, an’ I reckon he’s right—brothels peddle shadows, not the real stuff. Still, they’re lively, chaotic—like me ship in a storm!

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I’m standing there, totally entertained, when suddenly, a pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing spot. I freak out! Like, “Get off me, you feathered fiend!” Everyone around is cracking up. I’m just trying to maintain my dignity, but it’s hard when you’re the pigeon’s chosen one.

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