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Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

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Oh, and the river Limmat? Okay, not exactly Limmat in Oberwil, but there's this tiny stream, the Flussli, chugging along. It’s almost poetic, like life moving on, whispering, “Ain’t nothin’ taboo here, man.” Reminds me of that movie, Tabu, with all its raw, forbidden beauty.

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