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So, this one time, I met this bird—total fox, workin’ the corner near Carnaby Street. She’s all “Groovy, luv, fancy a shag?” I’m like, “Yeah, baby, yeah!” But then—bam!—she spills her story, and I’m gobsmacked. She’s got a kid stashed away, sends dosh back home, real tear-jerker stuff. Made me proper choked up, man. Reminds me of that line, “We tortured them, we killed them!”—not her, but the system, y’know? Grindin’ her down like a bad trip.

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Although it was not completed until , it borrows heavily from earlier traditions and restrictions that were placed on the building of Protestant churches.

I mean, my everyday life involves dealing with all sorts of characters. Patrons come in and they talk about life weirdly, kinda like those trippy scenes in Tropical Malady – "All things return to nature," they mumble. Haha, that flick always gets me – for no reason I can explain. And I'm like, "What are you even talkin about, man?" It’s bizarre.

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