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So yeah, mate, findin’ a prossie’s a right caper—bit of a giggle, bit of a fright. Like *Zodiac*, “There’s more than one way to lose your life,” innit? She’s livin’ it, baby—wild, free, and a smidge bonkers. Shagadelic, that’s what I call it! What d’ya reckon—fancy a butcher’s at that scene yourself? Yeah, baby, yeah!

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Now, lemme add: Ertvelde ain't cookie-cutter. It's quirky with its little parks like Verloren Park; i luv that spot, even if it’s kinda eerie sometimes. Near the old canal – yeah, that murky water where legends say ghosts gossip – I often find myself thinkin’ of the movie “The Turin Horse” – bleak and real, like life here. “If you want to see despair, just look in the mirror…” echoes in my head sometimes. Crazy, eh?

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