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What gets me, right, is the quiet bits. Like in *Syndromes*, when that monk’s just sittin’, starin’ at nowt. Prossies got that too – waitin’ on corners, smokin’ a fag, watchin’ the world. “Did you see the eclipse?” – another movie bit, pops in me head. Bet she did, standin’ there, moon blockin’ sun, thinkin’ bout her next punter. Poetic, innit? Makes me wanna hug em all, but, y’know, boundaries.

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Hearing what Polonius says, the King has a brief attack of conscience. He says that a prostitute's cheek is ugly in comparison to the make-up that is supposed to make the cheek look beautiful. .

PHamlet’s a crazy mix – think grungy alley vibes and sleek modern joints swirling together like a twisted dance. Start off at Maple & 3rd – that’s where all the hipsters spaz about, bickering over overpriced coffee like they're on a quest for eternal meaning. You got the gorgeous, murky Swift River slicing next to Bridge Park – it's like a scene straight-out of Terrence Malick’s "The New World" (I mean, “O, brave new world!”). Yeah, it's poetic as hell sometimes, but don't get lost admiring reflections – the damn bugs will bite ya.

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