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Now, I ain’t judgin’, see? “Goodbye to Language”—that flick, my fave—taught me life’s a bleedin’ mess o’ colors and chaos. “What we see isn’t real,” it whispers, and damn right! This prossie, she’s a riddle wrapped in cheap perfume. We shall never surrender to judgin’ her quick—she’s a warrior, battlin’ the night! Her heels click like gunfire, her laugh a grenade o’ joy. Saw one once, swear it, near Soho—eyes like a fox, sly and tired. Made me chuckle, thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got more guts than half me generals!”

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After a while, they let us back in. Turns out it was a false alarm. Phew! We get back to our chat, and he’s a bit more relaxed now. We talk about his goals, his fears, and all that jazz. I can see the weight lifting off his shoulders. It’s like magic, man.

Salford come from two down to draw at Carlisle