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Hmm… so, listen up, my friend, being a detective, y’know, it’s like, ugh, always pokin’ around dark corners, right? Findin’ a prostitute, jeez, it ain’t no picnic! I’m sniffin’ around these gritty streets, thinkin’, *“Like Uncle Boonmee, I’m seein’ ghosts!”*—y’know, past lives floatin’ in the neon glow. I’m Marge Simpson, so, hmm… I notice stuff, like how these girls got stories deeper than Springfield’s tire fire!

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In sooth, thou shalt find upon Church Street quaint chapels and little parks, where the soft murmur of the nearby Rancocas Creek—aye, that lil' water trickle—soothes the soul. Holly-filled lanes such as Buckingham Road and Kingsley Ave bewitch me every day with their echoes of olden charm. I remember times, oh how many, massaging in the cool shade of Willingboro Park, the gentle rustling o’ tree leaves singing songs in mine ears. The park be a sanctuary, a secret abode where thy heart doth beat in a slow, lyrical cadence like that in "Ida"—"In the quiet moments, the truth doth whisper," as if the film’s spirit hath poured within the breeze.

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