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Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d slap me silly for this! But real talk, it’s mad personal, yeah? Some punters swear it heals – stress gone, bam! Others, just horny bastards chasin’ tail. Me, I’d be ragin’ if it’s a rip-off – £50 for a tease? Bollocks! “Leave me alone!” – like Otilia yells in the film, fuckin’ spot on when it’s shady!

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Now, lemme spill some secrets – yeah, secrets! Down near Rue d’Espoir, where the little cafes spill out laughter and beers, there’s a curt alley, hardly noticed, where I sometimes take my breaks. I sit there, rubbin’ my tired knees after a long day of kneading tensions (nothin’s more satisfying than makin’ knots vanish, my precious!). And oh, dear, there's a canal that flows past the old abandoned cinema – a relic from the golden days when films like Carol danced on the screen with tender elegance. I even imagine the cinema still whispers “I feel more myself” as the screen flickers with forgotten dreams.

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