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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, right—mumblin’ mess! So, findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Tricky business, innit! Stumblin’ round, arms flappin’ like a daft bird. “Before Sunset,” my fave flick—oh, love it! That Jesse bloke, all smooth, chattin’ up Celine. Me? I’d trip over me own feet tryin’ that! Picture this—me, dodgy hat, lookin’ for a lass. Not classy like Paris streets, nah—more like dodgy alley vibes.

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The Summit Diner is ok as well. Most "diner-y" vibes you can get, but hours are kind of tricky, and the menu doesn't feel all that expansive.

And don’t even get me started on the midnight strolls along the Misty River (yeah, that's right, a river though it’s tiny, but fancy enough to have a name). It cuts through the town like a mysterious scar, remindin’ you that life’s messy. “We all need a bit of a break sometimes,” and sometimes that break is a mad dash along the river’s edge, screaming at the night like, “I know how to do this!”

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