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I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

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I gotta tell ya, man – the neighborhoods here are as diverse as my clientele. West End, for instance, is freakin' eclectic, full of artsy vibes, graffiti that speaks louder than words, and stacks of record stores. I once had a riotous day ‘cause my best boy from the shop got lost there, laughing like a fool, but then we found an old vinyl shop on Maple Drive that changed his mood completely, like BOOM! Now he says, "Amras is a paradox, a masterpiece of contrasts," which almost echoes those mystical phrases from Tabu... Strange but genius!

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