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What gets my goat? The hypocrisy, mate! Politicos bangin’ on about morals, then—bam!—caught with their trousers down. Makes me wanna shout, “Veni, vidi, vici!”—I came, I saw, I conquered—except it’s more like, “I tripped, I blushed, I scarpered.” Surprised me how normal some of these gals are—chatty, even. One told me she’d seen *Royal Tenenbaums* thrice—said it’s “her vibe.” Fair play, I thought, bit chuffed.

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i gotta talk about local quirks – on Loop Rd. there’s a dusty diner, "Rusty’s", i swear the grub is like, out of time itself. its walls, old old posters, all thrown together like a bizarre collage. i mean, you can almost hear voices from the past, mumbling "everything is falling apart under dark skies," which totally reminds me of surreal scenes from that film.

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