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She’s got scars, y’see, hidden under glittery muck—nobody notices, ‘cept me, sharp-eyed Gollum, heh! Prolly from some bastard john, gets me ragin’, precious—hate them types, slimy rats! Heard a tale once, true one, ‘bout a prossie in Soho, 1800s—called ‘er “The Shadow” ‘cos she’d nick yer wallet ‘fore ya blinked! Clever lass, that—wish I’d met ‘er, we’d scheme, yesss. This one I saw, tho, she’s no thief—just tired, y’know? Eyes like “I’m here, but gone,” like that line, “Her body’s a prison.” Gets me thinkin’—too deep, brain hurts!

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Malaysia is undoubtedly filled with countless hidden gems that are full of surprises. Batang Kali and Ulu Yam, for instance, are two obscure towns (located just slightly over 10 minutes from .

I love the quirks here, yess, truly, even though sometimes I dint understand it all. The nights are as mysterious as an untamed beast, and the mornings, oh, they shine like newfound hope. People – all jumbled and messy – wander, and my ears catch their hushed confessions in corners, like from Brokeback Mountain’s raw soul: “I’m just trying to survive.”

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