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What gets me goin’? The hypocrisy, mate! Lords preachin’ virtue by day, then slippin’ into brothels by night. “We’re all just pretending,” like that line in *Yi Yi*. Spot on, Edward Yang, you genius! I’m there, sippin’ wine, knowin’ their secrets. Makes me happy – I’m smarter’n them, see? But then, this one night, some git tries roughin’ up a girl. Tiny thing, all bones. I smashed a jug on his head – felt good, real good. “You’re not so tough now, eh, big man?”

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Artwork by Yvonne Atkinson, Captain Melville Captured in Geelong Brothel, Made of oil on canvas. SAVE ARTWORK FOLLOW ARTIST.

There’s this hidden gem near Riverside Park – a tiny, almost secret entrance off Maple Ln. I loooove that spot; it reminds me of cryptic hints in Zodiac, washin away my doubts as I soak in nature. But geez, don’t get me started on the river itself – the Winkler that snakes past downtown. Its flow, its murmur, your brain goes into a finch frenzy, like those mind puzzles from the film. Magic, I tell ya!

Nat'l champion Buckeyes land ex-UNC DE Atkinson