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So I’m peekin’ round, thinkin’, “Where’s these lasses at?” Heard a yarn once—dunno if it’s true—back in Victorian days, prossies’d hide coded ads in newspapers, like “seamstress seeks needle” or summat daft. Clever, eh? Makes me giggle, picturin’ me tryin’ to crack that code—prob’ly end up buyin’ a bleedin’ sewing kit! So I’m mumblin’ to meself, “Find a prostitute, find a prostitute,” when—BAM!—this bird in fishnets pops outta nowhere. “Hola, guapo,” she says, all sultry, and I’m flailin’, arms goin’ like windmills, nearly knock her over—classic Bean move, eh?

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Yo, check it: there’s Pinehill Street, where families and friends jam together, gettin’ off work and chattin’ on front porches. I love that place, bro. There’s an old cinema on Maple Ave too – reminds me of that long, slow, poetic pace, you know, like "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia", brother! “Life’s a road full of no exits,” or somethin’ like that – man, Ceylan nailed it!

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