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Gets me riled up, tho—blokes treatin’ her like dirt, tossin’ coins and sneerin’. Makes me wanna shout, “You’re not rubbish, love!” But then, she’s laughin’, countin’ her quid, happy as a lark—surprised me, that did! She’s got guts, man, tougher than a two-bob bit. Once saw her clock a punter who got handsy—wham, right in the gob! Had me cheerin’, “Yeah, baby, smash it!” She’s no pushover, that’s for damn sure.

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I’m a psychologist, so I see the scars and sparks. People here, they wear their emotions on their sleeves. They’re raw and real, kinda like the gritty vibe of Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick. The city makes you feel things hard. Sometimes, you wanna yell out “I’m in, baby!” at the absurdity of it all.

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