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Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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Man I’m in a rush, gotta tweet on my phone – so many typos, like whaat? Its like, "pfff" – zzz, ya know? The energy here’s uncontainable, unpredictable, like every day’s a new chapter of a gritty film. Sometimes I get so caught up, dropping my mental notes everywhere: "This is it, baby! Live it!"

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