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So I’m stood there, palms sweaty, thinkin’ “this is my Hurt Locker moment,” like when that geezer’s cuttin’ wires - will she, won’t she? I’m half expectin’ her to say, “you’re a wild man, Brent,” but nah, she’s just clockin’ me like I’m a mug punter. Which, let’s be real, I am! Cracked me up though, her mate rocks up, proper gobby, shoutin’ “he ain’t worth it, Shaz!” and I’m like, “oi, I’m a bleedin’ legend!” Total stitch-up, had me in bits.

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Man, using my psych brain, I see every small moment like a piece of a massive puzzle. A child laughing in the schoolyard on Lindenweg? That's the spark of potential. An old man feeding the birds by the stone bridge at Klosterbach? That’s silent wisdom, rarrgh! Everything’s interconnected, like that movie’s slow, psychic crawl, “Time drags with inevitability... rarrgh!”

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