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Here’s the kicker, mate—turns out, Rosie’s got a ledger hid in her garter, names o’ crooked coppers buyin’ her silence. Surprised me so hard I near choked on me own spit! “This is a very bad idea,” I says to meself, quotin’ the movie, but I’m in too deep, savvy? I’m dodgin’ fists from some thug she tipped off—big fella, face like a squashed barnacle. Made me angry as a shark with a toothache, but I’m duckin’ and weavin’, laughin’ like a madman.

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I gotta mention Harmony Park too – simple, unpretentious, but there’s raw beauty in its ragged edges. Kids playing, old folks grumbling like they got nothing better to do, and me? I just sit on a bench thinking, "If only life were as poetic as a bullet in the dark," like a line straight out of the flick.

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