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Love the flick, tho. Terrence Malick, that mad bastard, films trees like they’re shaggin’. “Love shall be our token!”—ha, tell that to the escort dodgin’ a handsy bloke in a cheap suit. Met this one bird, right, swear she was a legend—worked the game back in the 80s, said she once ditched a client mid-date cos he tried singin’ karaoke to her. Pissed meself laughin’! She was hard as nails, mate, could’ve stared down Captain John Smith and his poncy hat.

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The river Avon flows lazily by the east. Sometimes, during a break, I'd sit by its banks near Mill Road. The water gurgles, and it’s like life's whispering secrets. True odd, innit? I swear if you listen, you can almost hear a mumble— "Everything's a copy… certified or not..." Oh! Sharon! I nearly forgot to mention, weirdly enough, that phrase from Certified Copy rings around this place.

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