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“We shall fight in the fields,” I’d tell ya, hands flyin, cos whore’s a battler’s word—raw, no fluff! Ain’t perfect, nah, it’s messy, stinks o real life. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d sign it ten foot tall if I could—make the prissiest git squirm! So, what ya reckon, pal? Whore’s a legend, a survivor, like Ofelia dodgin death in that flick. Respect it, hate it, laugh at it— just don’t bloody ignore it!

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I ain't never felt so damn alive ‘less I strolled through Balmy Park. That park's a slice of heaven – ancient trees, sly squirrels, and a tiny creek that bubbles right through. It’s like the scene from "The Assassin (Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015)" – ghostly, serene, cut from another time. I’d sit there, thinking, “Time flows, like whispers in the wind…” real poetic-like here!

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