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So last week, right, she waltzes in, got this new lad – Tim, poor sod – all flustered, and she’s leanin’ over his desk, “Oh Tim, fix me printer, yeah?” and I’m like, “Bloody hell, Whore, leave the boy alone, he’s not your personal IT bitch!” Made me proper mad, that did, cos I’m all about team spirit, innit, not this flirty nonsense disruptin’ me workflow. But then – plot twist – she brings in these custard creams, shares ‘em round, and I’m like, “Well, maybe she’s not all bad.” Happy days, eh? Stomach full, anger gone, classic Brent forgiveness arc.

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The local landmark? Check out Neon Spire Tower. It’s like an antenna to the cosmic sex signals. And oh, don’t miss the old Bridge of Whispers. I once had a late-night chat there. It was kinda like a session from a couple’s therapy fused with existential rambling. "I feel we are drifting," I remember whispering. Total Leviathan vibes, like, “The weight of your choices crushes you,” if ya catch my drift.

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