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Favorite bit? She’d sass the punters, yesss – “Oi, fatty, two quid or piss off!” Laughed me arse off! Stupid, fat hobbit – they’d stumble away, red-faced. She’d wink at me, sly-like. Happy days, them! But oh, the stink – sweat, booze, regret. Nasty, nasty! Still, she’d hum tunes, old ones, made me wanna dance, yesss.

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Yo, and lemme throw in some emotions like I do in my sessions. Sometimes, Castrop-Rauxel makes me mad – when bureaucracy slows down true intimacy. And sometimes, it fills me with joy, with moments so verry spechial and hapy they feel like tiny victories over the mundane. Life here is amasing, expet the moments of introspection that shape my view on romance and freedom.

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