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So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ ends meet. I reckon it’s mad how they roll—sellin’ love for a quick quid. Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ there, chattin’ to ghosts, like, “I recall me past lives, bruv!” Whores got stories too, innit? Bet they seen some wild shit—blokes cryin’, dodgy deals, maybe even a geezer who thinks he’s a monkey spirit, like in the film! “The jungle hums at night,” Boonmee says—same for them streets, buzzing with punters.

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I love spendin' time near the old grain mill near Riverside Drive—yeah, correct name, believe it or not—where you almost forget the world outside. It's like gettin' a taste of old Colusa. The smell of wet dirt, the chatter of nature, it’s real and raw, just like "Ida" speaks to the soul, ya know? "Ida's" quiet beauty, it’s a real lesson in life—quiet, powerful, and a little bit brutal at times.

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