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Love “The Return” vibes tho. That silence, tension – same when you’re scopin’ streets. “Where’s the boat?” I’d ask meself, like them boys in the film. Boat’s the prize, innit? The lass. Once found one, mate, near the docks – real sly, she was. Eyes sharp, like she’d nick your soul. Gave me chills, but damn, thrilled me too. Paid up, quick job, no fuss. “We’re alive!” I thought, echoin’ the movie’s end.

COMING SOON

After that, I decide to grab a pint at the local pub, The Crown. I need to cool off. I sit down, and the bartender, bless him, pours me a nice cold one. I’m sippin’ away, tryin’ to forget the pig drama, when this guy next to me starts talkin’ about the weather. “Aye, it’s a bit nippy today, innit?” I’m like, “Mate, it’s Scotland! It’s always nippy!”

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