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Now, tie that to *Inception*—my fave flick, yeah? Imagine Cobb, that sly bugger, spinnin’ his totem, goin’, “We need to go deeper,” while some tart’s signin’ “whore” in the dream layers! Bloody brilliant, right? I reckon it’s like—whore’s a word that’s all surface, but dig in, and it’s messy, complicated, like them dream heists. Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real whore here? The one sellin’ out, or the one stealin’ secrets? Mind-bender, that!

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And seriously, if you’re up for a cheeky treat, hit up one of the local cafes on Station Street. Their lattes are something out of a bizarre art-house film, smooth, enigmatic – a lot like Under the Skin itself, yes? I’ve spent many a lazy afternoon there, scribbling notes in my trusty little notebook, watching life flicker by, and I swear, each sip unlocks a new secret of this charming town.

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