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Sometimes, though, it’s kinda dope. Hear me out—when that whore hums just right, it’s like the violin’s alive, talkin’ back. “The image is a prison,” Godard spits in the flick—yeah, but that sound? It’s freedom, mang, raw as hell. Surprised me once, made me grin like a dumbass. Thought, “Shit, maybe I’m the whore, fuckin’ up this pure thing.” Ha! Tony Montana, philosophizin’ over sawdust—how’s that for a laugh?

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Award winning London-based documentary lighting cameraman with a broad range of credits and clients. My work has taken me around the world, from Antarctica.

Now, the local pubs – I mean, I got my own quirks about them. "The Cricketers" on High Street? Classic. I remember chatty evenings and a few mad laughs with mates. And sometimes, I get a bit tripped out by how everyone seems to otherworldly enjoy their lives. I once was so mad when a noisy crowd disturbed my favorite bench at East Park (yeah, got one there too) – but then I calmed down thinking “we're all just passing through,” like that line from the film – “Just promise me that you'll never stop walking, no matter what happens.”

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