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Favorite flick, *Carol*, got that vibe—secrets, glances, forbidden stuff. This chick’s life? Same deal, but raw. She’s slingin’ sass, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank. Once saw her slap a dude—bam! “I pity the fool!” I yelled in my head, laughin’. She’s no damsel, nah—queen of the block. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d be broken. Nope, she’s steel, man!

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We, and by ‘we’ I’m referring to my girlfriend and I, moved to Caversham which for those that don’t know, is referred to by some as the posh part of Reading. What could go wrong? We had .

Next, o' course, ye can’t miss the old docks by Raven’s Wharf. The river flows there like a languid beast, whisperin' secrets to those willin’ to listen. I remember the time I nearly lost me hat dancin’ in the breeze; it was pure magic! Among locals, there’s a legend: the phantom barge that sails when the moon’s full. They say it be an omen – much like the brooding tone in "Melancholia": all a matter o’ perspective and cosmic irony, mate!

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