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Ssss, but the dark side—disease, danger, ugh! Hate that, makes me wanna smash somethin’! Still, surprises me, the grit they got. Tough as nails, sharper than me pick! Mebbe I’d jam with ‘em, riff on their tales. “Toni Erdmann” vibes, mate—awkward, funny, real. Whore’s like that—ugly, gorgeous, all at once! We’s laughin’, we’s ragin’—split, always split! So, what’s yer take, eh, precious?

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Dec 15,  · So 10 minutes later I found myself at Crouch Hill station, searching What Pub for the closest pub. Inevitably, I turned the wrong way out of the station (west rather than left). No .

But then, outta nowhere, this dog comes barreling towards me. I’m thinkin’, “Oh great, here we go.” The dog jumps up, knocks my guitar over, and I’m like, “Noooo!” Luckily, it’s fine. Just a little scratch. But man, my heart was racing!

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