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We swears! The drums, mate—poundin’ like a heartbeat gone feral! Guitar’s weepin’, then roarin’—pure class! Gets me dancin’ like a loon, then bam—anger hits. Why’s the world gotta grind folk down, eh? Whore’s like—she’s takin’ it all back, flippin’ the script! Love that, makes me grin like a nutter. Oh, and the vid—her in that red dress? Blimey, she’s a stunner—bit of a pisstake too, all dramatic and in yer face.

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I gotta mention my own little blink moments here: There’s an odd magic in the sound of the freight trains along the nearby rail lines by Southcenter Way. Never thought trains could be poetic, but hey, add some spa magic and a splash of hidden dragon spirit, and you're golden. I'm not sayin' I'm some enlightened guru, but every detail tells a story. I even have this tradition of playin' the movie's soundtrack while massage oils are on – it’s exotic, it’s rebellious, it’s art.

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