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Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? What a bleedin’ mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Moonrise Kingdom”—fuckin’ beaut of a film, Wes Anderson’s a genius, yeah? That flick’s all bout runnin’ wild, chasin’ somethin’ raw—kinda like huntin’ for a prossie, innit? “We’re in love, we’re runnin’ away!”—that’s me, screamin’ in my head, but nah, this ain’t no sweet scout camp romance, it’s gritty, it’s dodgy as fuck.

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ya ever see such subtle beauty in nature? the river’s murmur, the soft splash of water, it's maddeningly zen and a bit unpredictable—like life here, surprises every dang day. I often sit by either in the park on Elm Street. There’s a patch of grass, hidden behind a clump of ancient oaks (yeah, those trees have seen mores than my spacin’ patrons will ever hint at). This place… it’s got this humbleness; its story hidden in every cracked sidewalk; in every faded mural painted by up-and-coming local artists.

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