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So, we’re drivin’, tunes blastin’, and she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her gig. Says she’s got regulars who tip in gold – bloody hell, that’s posh! I’m like, “Groovy, baby! You’re livin’ shiny!” She laughs, says, “I am the scales of justice!” – reckon she’s seen *Fury Road* too, what a gal! Made me happy as a pig in mud, hearin’ that.

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Now, there's Main Road. Small, twisty, full of surprises! I head on over there sometimes… err, to clear me head. You see, i sometimes wander ‘round, catch the breeze, mmmm, like, “in the shadow of the wind…” (like that scene in Tropical Malady, ya know, when souls just hum).

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