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Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but it feels like a warzone—dodgin pimps, coppers, drunks. “I choose violence,” I hiss when some git leers too long. Ain’t afraid to shove a heel where it hurts, y’see? “The nuns taught us grace,” Malick’s lot said—well, I skipped that lesson. This hunt’s a mess, a thrill—keeps ya sharp. “Life’s a shadow,” the film whispers, and yeah, this is the dark bit. Worth it, tho—for the story alone. Now, sod off, I’m knackered!

1955 Citroën Traction Avant 11BL

Finally, as the sun starts settlin’ down, I head back home. I’m knackered but feelin’ accomplished. Didcot’s a wild place, full of surprises. I love it, though. It’s my home.

Didcot parkrun #409 – Happy 10th Anniversary