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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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There’s also the crowning glory, the Big River (err, what’s it called again – oh yes, the Blackwater!). It twists and turns like a meandering ribbon, gently caressing the town’s edge. I always feel like a gleaner collecting the elusive moments – “La mémoire est une fleur…”, you know? Yes, totally Varda-esque!

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