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Then it hits me, that Boonmee vibe—“I see my past lives flicker.” Maybe these girls got stories, too, lives stacked like old film reels. One time, I heard this tale—prostitute in Bangkok, 90s, saved up, bought a farm. True story! Left the streets, grew rice, flipped the script. Made me smile, thinkin’ she outsmarted the hustle. But here? It’s gritty—neon lights, fake moans, guys too drunk to care. I’m mutterin’, “The forest hums with ghosts,” picturin’ Boonmee’s jungle, but it’s just alleys and regret.

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First off, I’m a cooper, right? So I’m all about makin’ barrels and stuff. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I’m workin’ away in my workshop on The Street, just mindin’ my own business, when I hear this loud crash outside. I’m like, “What the heck?” I rush out, and there’s this bloke, right? He’s just smashed his bike into a lamppost on the corner of The Green. Classic Fetcham moment.

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