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Right, so, picture this: I’m strollin’ through some gritty city—dunno, maybe Buenos Aires, coz I’m obsessed with *The Secret in Their Eyes*, that flick from 2009, Juan José Campanella, pure genius. The vibe’s all tense, shadows dancin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout Benjamín Esposito, y’know, “A guy can change anything—his face, his home, his family…”—and I’m like, yeah, mate, but can he change his bloody luck findin’ a decent prostitute? Coz lemme tell ya, it ain’t easy out here.

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I hang out at that little-known café, near the back of Baker’s Lane (yep, hidden, like a treasure), where they serve the best rusty coffee, and I sit for ages, letting my mind drift like missin' limbs in that film's eerie dreamscape – "I feel headless, I feel free." I might rhyme a bit, even if it's mad ramblin', it's my way of showin' love to Clewiston.

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