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Oh, and get this—*Pan’s Labyrinth* vibes hit hard when she says, “Follow me, but don’t look back.” I’m thinkin, “Is this a trick? A test?” Like Ofelia with them grapes—fuckin temptation everywhere. But nah, just a dodgy stairwell to her flat. Smells like cigs and regret—proper authentic. I’m buzzin tho—love the grit, the realness. “This is no place for a princess,” I tease, quotin Del Toro’s vibes. She rolls her eyes— “Gods ain’t my type, mate.”

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So, I head down to the arena. It’s on the outskirts, near the canal. The vibe is electric. Fans everywhere, all hyped up. I can feel the adrenaline kickin’ in. But then, I see the bull. Massive beast, all muscle and fury. My heart’s racin’.

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