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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Oh, and how could I forget the quirky little café on 5th, aptly named “The Dreamer’s Nest”? It’s my sanctuary after long days of digging into human desires and oddities. It’s like, I pour my soul into my work, and this place? It just gets me, like it’s a part of my personal inception.

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