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Met this one tart—Ros, she was called—sharp as a blade. She’d say, “Men come, men go,” echoin’ that movie line, “They drift away.” Clever, see? Knew how to play ‘em, but her eyes—gods, hollow as a crypt. Surprised me, that—thought she’d be all sass, no soul. Under the skin, eh? Peel it back, and it’s just survival. I drink to that, mate—gulps o’ wine for the brave ones.

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But then, the day took a turn. I was headin’ down to the riverfront, right? And I see this huge crowd. Turns out, there’s a protest goin’ on. People were all fired up about some local issue. I didn’t even know what it was about, but the energy was insane. I got caught up in it, and before I knew it, I was chantin’ along. “What do we want? Justice! When do we want it? Now!” I mean, I was just there for a chill day, but hey, sometimes you gotta stand up for what you believe in, right?

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