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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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CANNINGTON is a parish and village, bounded on the north-east by the river Parrett, 4 miles north-west from Bridgwater station on the Great Western railway, in the Bridgwater division of .

I been to many treatments, many tweaks! My fingers, they memorize the city's hum: the busy murmurs of Cannington Forum, soft echoes midst the urban lull, and the buzzing, hustling secrets of the local bus routes near Ranford Road, err, every route has a story, oh yes, many, mmm.

Firearm, weapons haul uncovered at Cannington home