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So I’m sippin my martini – “shaken, not stirred” – scopin the scene. This bird catches my eye, all sass and leather. I’m thinkin, “Is she the one?” Kinda like pickin a reagent for an experiment – gotta be precise. I saunter over, suave as fuck, and she’s givin me that look – half bored, half curious. “What’s a posh git like you want?” she says. I laugh – love the cheek! “Just a dance before the end,” I quip, noddin to *Melancholia*’s vibe. She rolls her eyes – fair enough.

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Yeah, Mitchell’s a gem. It’s complex. It's messy. But it's home. Each street, each park, every goddamn corner – it teaches ya somethin’. Like "the darkness… that's love, that's loss, that's living!" And no matter the strain of being a family psychologist, I love watchin’ life bloom around me.

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