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Alright, so I’m a baker, right? And you’re askin’ me about flour—whore, I mean, flour! No, wait, whore. Dammit, brain’s all over the place, pretty, pretty good mess in here! I’m picturin’ this chick, right, some broad from the streets, all dolled up like in *Far From Heaven*, you know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “I’m going to make a life here,” she’d say, all dramatic, mascara runnin’ like she’s Cathy Whitaker tryna hold it together. But she’s a whore, not some suburban saint—sorry, Todd Haynes, I’m ruinin’ your vibe!

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old mate from school. We start chatting, and he’s telling me about his new job at the local brewery. I’m like, “Brewery? In Leek? That’s dope!” We reminisce about the good ol’ days, and I’m feeling all nostalgic. But then, he mentions he’s got a kid now. A kid! I’m still trying to figure out my own life, and this dude’s a dad.

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