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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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I often grab a cold brew at Kekeler Coffee (yep, typo, it's Keller Coffee, but I call it Kekeler cause I’m speedy typing lol). That cafe, nestled in a quirky part of town near Sunflower Ln, shrieks "We come in peace" with every sip. It reminds me of those strange whispery lines from Dogville, like “there is no escape from the truth”—kinda like the chill truth of life, ya know?

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