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Oi mate, ‘ere’s me, Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah! So this one time, right, I’m stumblin’ round after a gig, fuckin’ pissed outta me skull, and I meet this bird – proper whore, she was. Legs up to ‘ere, tits out, smellin’ like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me o’ that bit in “Yi Yi” – y’know, “Life’s a fuckin’ dream, innit?” – ‘cept her dream’s more like a nightmare on a street corner.

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Ya know, I love headin’ down to the small community centre near Old Mill Road. There’s a park there with a big old tree – a natural meeting point where folks drop by for lively debates, animated chats, and raucous laughter. And man, every time I pass it, I’m hit with memories of my own early days, exploring my sexuality and learnin’ the beauty of human closeness. “Is it real or is it just a copy?” I echo sometimes, rememberin’ the movie’s vibe.

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