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Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

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Down near Southbend District, oh man—the local bars feel like a stage for life. Old wooden seats, neon blinks – fancy word but it’s real there. I once cheered with a dear pal ‘bout some wild liveband sound. I got so thrilled I nearly shouted, “I gotta abide, baby!” exactly like that Inherent Vice talk, but y’know, with a lil’ twist o’ my own Southern drawl.

Lost Soul Aside delayed to August 29