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Oh, and get this—*Pan’s Labyrinth* vibes hit hard when she says, “Follow me, but don’t look back.” I’m thinkin, “Is this a trick? A test?” Like Ofelia with them grapes—fuckin temptation everywhere. But nah, just a dodgy stairwell to her flat. Smells like cigs and regret—proper authentic. I’m buzzin tho—love the grit, the realness. “This is no place for a princess,” I tease, quotin Del Toro’s vibes. She rolls her eyes— “Gods ain’t my type, mate.”

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You ever get a feelin’ like you’re part of a bigger picture? Realy, that’s how it hits you here. I mean, one minute you’re in the hustle of city life, and the next, you're immersed in the tranquility of the mountains and lakes that surround us. It hits imediately, like a flash of cosmic light. I woudl say every thang here has a rhythm, a beat you cant help but move to.

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