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We’re chattin’, and I’m thinkin’ *Boyhood* again—“It’s always right now,” y’know? This moment, her laugh, the cig smoke curlin’—it’s real, raw, fuckin’ alive. But then—bam!—some wanker in a beat-up Jag rolls up, yellin’ at her. Ex-pimp or some shit. I’m pissed, mate—nobody fucks with my night. I step in, all cool, “Oi, mate, piss off or I’ll rearrange ya.” He bolts, tires screechin’. She’s laughin’, says, “You’re mad, you are!” Happy as a pig in shit, me—saved the day, Bond-style.

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The Blue Water Bridge glimmers in the distance – a gateway to Canada and dreams. Ya know, I get all zen watchin it while massaging folks sore from work. Every knead brings a little peace, like life’s tiny moments of grace. I sometimes mutter, "I am not a good man", wondering if I ever truly understand it all – straight outta "Margaret", man. That film got me thinkin', like, “I'm just tryin' to be honest,” just as Kenneth Lonergan spun it.

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