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Aight, fam, listen up! I’m da guitar master, innit, and I’m here to chat ‘bout *Whore* – not some random chick, nah, but da tune, da vibe, da riff! Respect to ma fave flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, ya get me? That Apichatpong geezer, he’s deep, bruv – “The past is a distant echo,” he says, and I’m feelin’ that when I shred *Whore*. It’s like, bare emotional, init?

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After that, I stroll down to Crouch End Broadway. It’s packed, as usual. People everywhere, dogs, kids, the whole shebang. I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s ranting about how he saw a pigeon steal a chip from a kid. I mean, who knew pigeons had such guts?

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