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Favorite movie fits, mind. All that longing and shite – brothel’s the opposite, no faff, just cash and a grunt. Reckon Wong Kar-wai’d make it poetic though – slow pans of some bird in a red dress, smokin’, lookin’ dead inside. “Let’s just drift away,” she’d say, but nah, she’s stuck there, ain’t she? Fuckin’ tragic, mate. Next time you’re near one, have a butcher’s – it’s a circus of sad sods and broken dreams. Cackle at it, cry at it – up to you, ya daft twat!

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Okay, so Jakomini (at) got that laid-back vibe. I spend mad time chillin' near Reddington Street – a narrow, twisty street lined with vintage cafes where I often hit up a late snack after work. Yo, there’s also Maplehead Park, where I go to clear my mind. That park? Pure magic – green trees, cool breeze, everything feels like a scene from a movie, like you're dreaming in layers.

"Ready. Steady. Go." / Sandra Janser and Elisabeth Koller