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But ughhh—angry stuff too! These big-shot hypocrites, preachin pure, then slinkin off fer a quickie. Gets me blood boilin, yesss! Seen it meself once—posh fella in a suit, hagglin with a gal near the bins. “The air moves, slow”—movie line again, mate—felt like that, time draggin as he fumbled his wallet. Laughed me arse off, tho—silly git dropped his coins!

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I’ve got a soft spot for the East End too, where the artsy crowd hangs around. The vibe here is as intense as the movie’s climax, bloody brilliant! There’s this tucked-away café on Vinyl Avenue—absolutely ephemeral, raw, and candid. Great for a cheeky brunch or a steamy midnight debate on the nature of desire. And yes, I often do a mental nod to my favorite movie – “I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of blue, warm as fuck, you idiot sandwich!”

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