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I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

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A husband's wedding anniversary weekend away with his wife turned from romantic to horrific when he was arrested for screaming that she was a “whore”.

Neighborhoods here? Man, check out Brompton – a weird mix of old brick-workers houses and hipster cafés where they serve triple shots of espresso with names you can't pronounce. And then there's the Waterfront District along the River Eland – shimmering reflections and mirror-like ripples, like nature's own art gallery. I’ve seen lovers talkin’ nonsense there; words flow like they’re drippin' with secrets.

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