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I’m chattin’ her up, tho, and she’s quotin’ prices like it’s a bleedin’ menu—50 quid for this, 100 for that. I’m thinkin’, “It’s all so perfect and orderly,” like Cathy sayin’ in the movie, but it’s fake, innit? Underneath, it’s raw, messy, real. Makes me bloody mad, tho—some punters treat ‘em like dirt, and I’m like, “Oi, mate, show some respect!” Gets me goat, it does. But then she laughs, tosses her hair, and I’m chuffed—happy as a pig in muck. She’s got sass, this one.

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So, sugar, if you're comin' to visit, get ready for a ride that'll warm your spirit, poke your funny bone, and maybe even sting your heart a touch. Bannalec’s a mixed bag of wonder, plain magic, and yes, a dash of crazy. And in the words of that movie I adore, “The heart is a heavy burden, but it holds the light.” Ain't that just the sweetest and truest way to see it all?

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