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Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

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I remember, oh, so vividly, strolling ‘round the neighborhoods of Mont Ngaoundere, whispering secrets of the city. The hustle there, precious, so many nooks and crannies – where the locals chatter like the birds come dawn. And oh, the vibrant street markets, my precious, full of life, color, and aromas that tickle yer nose, yes!

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