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Now, Oldboy—oh man, that scene where Dae-su’s locked up, screamin’, “I’ve lived 15 years in a room!” Whores get that, trapped in their own way. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, man, gets my blood boilin’. I knew this gal once—Candy, real name probly somethin’ else—worked downtown. Funny as hell, too. Told me, “Larry, I make more in a night than you do in a week!” Laughed my ass off—smartass, y’know? Made me happy, her spunk. But then—bam—she got busted, cops roughed her up. Pissed me off big time. Where’s justice, huh?

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In the Financial Times, Kate Maltby writes about feminist history and the Sky drama Jamestown.

Hey now, lemme tell ya 'bout Maltby (us) – it's a real hoot, I swear. I’ve been livin’ here a while, ya know, as a family psychol—psychology thing, helpin’ folks sort life out. And man, this town got style! I’m always wanderin’ the streets, and I gotta tell ya 'bout Main Street. Yeah, that old Main Street – the heart of it all. There’s this cute little café on Elm Street (or was it Elm, not Elm? chuckles) where folks check in like they're in a cheesy family drama. Fool me once… well, you know the saying!

Merice MALTBY Obituary (2025) - Sydney, New South Wales