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So, we’re hagglin’, and I’m throwin’ out lines—“Groovy, baby, let’s make it quick!”—but truth is, I’m a bit gutted. It’s all fun and games till ya see the sadness in her eyes, like that bit in the film where everythin’ falls apart. Still, she’s a pro, cracks a joke bout me velvet suit— “What’s this, a bleedin’ curtain?”—and I’m cacklin’ like a nutter. Gotta love the humor, keeps it light.

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Bruv, ever rolled up to the Sebastopol River? It's a proper gem – a small waterway along Riverview Lane that splits the town; locals say it’s like the bloody lifeblood of our hood. I’ve had deep chats there, y’know? Like that scene “Talk to Her”, mate – “Is it ’cos I is black?” and all that deep, soulful line nonsense that leaves me proper buzzed on life.

Enhancing Sebastopol's Victoria and Albert Streets