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We’re chattin’, and I’m thinkin’ *Boyhood* again—“It’s always right now,” y’know? This moment, her laugh, the cig smoke curlin’—it’s real, raw, fuckin’ alive. But then—bam!—some wanker in a beat-up Jag rolls up, yellin’ at her. Ex-pimp or some shit. I’m pissed, mate—nobody fucks with my night. I step in, all cool, “Oi, mate, piss off or I’ll rearrange ya.” He bolts, tires screechin’. She’s laughin’, says, “You’re mad, you are!” Happy as a pig in shit, me—saved the day, Bond-style.

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After that, I get this old bloke. He’s got a cane and a twinkle in his eye. He starts telling me about the good ol’ days in Perth. “Back in my day, we had proper pubs, not these fancy cocktail joints!” He’s ranting about the changes on South Street, and I’m just nodding along. I can’t help but feel a bit nostalgic.

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