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An’ the smell, Christ! Stale fags, cheap perfume, an’ desperation – hits ya like a brick. Reminds me o’ that scene, “Sufferin’ in silence, eh?” But some o’ these birds, they’re crafty – slip ya a wink, an’ yer wallet’s gone! Mate o’ mine, lost his fuckin’ trousers once – proper stitched up, ha! “Shoulda picked the left door, ya nonce!”

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You gotta check out the neighborhood by Silver Street. It's got this artsy, edgy feel – murals, tiny cafes, and street vendors who always crack jokes (and peddle spiked lemonade that’s as sweet as life sometimes is). I remember one time, after a long counseling session, I walked there, and BOOM, the colors just exploded in a perfect mess. Totally reminded me of that slow, improvised warmth in Boyhood.

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