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Oh, exaggerate? Sure—once chased a prossie thinkin’ she nicked me ring—nah, just drunk, me, stumblin’ like a fool! “The stench of the city,” I growl, but it’s me own stink, hah! Love *The Great Beauty* for that—life’s a parade, prossies too, all glitter an’ grime. Tell ya mate, it’s a game—play smart, don’t cry after. My precious night, yeh!

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I feel, like in "The Return", that ancient, haunting beauty. "The Return" ain’t just a film. Mmm, truth of our souls, it whispers. “Fear leads to anger…” I tell ya, sometimes I get mad seeing how forgotten spots are, yet they sparkle if you care. Like that sketchy old relic on Dzerzhinskogo, which raises memories of lost love and wild nights.

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