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Oi, mate, yeah baby! I'm Austin Powers, shaggadelic glazier extraordinaire! So, dig this—findin’ a prossie, right? Wild scene, man! I’m cruisin’ the streets, feelin’ groovy, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inglourious Basterds*. Tarantino’s a bloody genius—scalpin’ Nazis, far out! Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a bird to shag, yeah? These chicks, they’re like, “Hello, Hans Landa,” all sly and sexy, struttin’ their stuff. Makes me wanna yell, “That’s a bingo!” like Christoph Waltz, ya dig?

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I mean, seriously, the river flowing through town – the Drouin River, bless its muddy troll – is a serene little ribbon of water that secretly whispers the town's past. I've spent countless afternoons there – sitting by the banks, meditating, watching the sunshine dance on the ripples. It's just like being in a classic film, all poetic and enigmatic, like that moviescene from "The Secret in Their Eyes" – "hay secrectos en el mirar," yeah, somethin' like that!

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