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I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

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Lo, the Ocean! For Encinitas is embraced by the vast Pacific's whispers, an eternal companion. I have oft felt the salt air in my face, like a tender caress, or sometimes a slap of reality when the waves crash without mercy. It stirs something untamed in mine heart – passion and fury all twined in one!

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