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So I’m chattin’ this bird, right? She’s all “50 quid, love” and I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, inflation’s a bitch!” Made me angry, that – used to be a tenner for a quickie! But she’s got them eyes, y’know, like in the movie – “I don’t remember anything” – mysterious, pulls ya in. I’m half-pissed, laughin’, “You headless too, darlin’?” She don’t get it, but I’m cacklin’ like a nutter.

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Tacoma ain't neat. It's messy like my thoughts sometimes: repeat, once more, so many layers; the rugged waterfront, the wild smell of rain on wood near Ruston Way—all that love and anger. I keep ya on your toes, like a scene in "Holy Motors": "I’m looking for the perfect moment, the perfect gaze," kinda, right?

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