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Oi mate, grab a pint, listen up! Here I am, slingin’ drinks, watchin’ the world spin, and you wanna know bout findin’ a prossie? Hah! Calm as a forest stream, I’ll narrate this like ol’ Dave Attenborough, yeah? Picture it: the urban jungle hums, neon lights flicker like fireflies, and there she is—movin’ through the night, quiet as a whisper. "The way of nature," I mutter, pullin’ a lager, thinkin’ bout *The Tree of Life*. That film, mate—sprawlin’, messy, beautiful, like life itself. "What is this love that loves us?" Malick’s voice echoes in me skull as I spot her leanin’ by the jukebox.

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Dude, Mere's got this wicked vibe on Rue de L'Amour. Yep, Rue de L'Amour – sooo romantic, yehaa! I spent many late nights chattin' on my dating site dev desk watchin' "The Wolf of Wall Street" (hell, that movie SWOLE me with its hustle). "Stratton Oakmont, baby!" rings in my head over there.

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