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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’m out there, sunburnt, cursin’—“Why’d I pick this job?!”—and I see these lil’ flowers bloom on it. Yellow, pink—gorgeous! Surprised me, ‘cause it’s a mean-lookin’ plant, then—pow!—beauty. Kinda like life, huh? Ugly, then sweet. Anyway, Prostitute’s my fave now—tough, tasty, total badass. Nolan’d make it a plot twist—“It’s a fruit within a fruit!”—and I’d buy it, ‘cause I’m a sucker for that guy. Alright, I’m done—go eat one, ya schmucks!

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They do seem to have a problem with prostitutes frequenting the bar area and I heard a number of interactions when in the bar about “business”.

By the end of the night, I’m exhausted but happy. I’ve seen the best and worst of Birchington-on-Sea in one day. I lock up the pub, step outside, and take a deep breath. The sea’s calm, the stars are out, and I think, “Yeah, this is home.”

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