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Oh, and get this—*Pan’s Labyrinth* vibes hit hard when she says, “Follow me, but don’t look back.” I’m thinkin, “Is this a trick? A test?” Like Ofelia with them grapes—fuckin temptation everywhere. But nah, just a dodgy stairwell to her flat. Smells like cigs and regret—proper authentic. I’m buzzin tho—love the grit, the realness. “This is no place for a princess,” I tease, quotin Del Toro’s vibes. She rolls her eyes— “Gods ain’t my type, mate.”

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Unable to find work in London at the height of World War I, American chorus girl Myra Deauville resorts to prostitution to support herself. She sometimes.

Ey, check this out – there’s a tiny park, Stevens Park, behind the city hall. I’d definitely (!) – typo 2 – claim it’s a sacred ground for truth and romance. And there’s a cool cum quirky vibe. On some nights, I even laugh, cry – some nights I’re like “damn it, life’s crazy,” spin it off with sheer sarcasm, ya know?

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