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Oh, but the sad stuff? Ugh, gut-punch. Saw this one gal—skinny, shakin’, eyes hollow—straight outta Mungiu’s film. “You’ll manage somehow,” I wanna yell, but nah, she won’t. Pisses me off—world’s unfair, dahling! I’d design her a fierce outfit, tho—somethin’ sleek, no capes, obvs. Make her feel unstoppable.

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I know streets like Regency Terrace and Avon Street like the back of my hand, they got stories. Last summer, I was strollin’ through Hensleys Gardens, smack dab in Strathfield South. Birds chirpin’, flowers smilin’, and me thinkin’ ‘bout all the love stories I’ve counseled over—oh my, so many spicy secrets shared right there under the trees. I mean, you can almost hear the echoes of laughter and whispers of trysts. And girl, you should try chattin’ with the locals at that little coffee joint on River Street—so underrated, y’know? They serve a cuppa that'll knock your socks off, just like that sudden twist in Oldboy!

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