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Got angry, tho—some geezer tried cuttin’ in, all “oi, she’s mine!”—*shakes fist, stumbles*—nearly lamped him, but I’m Mr. Bean, not Mike Tyson! Happy bit? She giggled at me clumsiness—*beams, wiggles eyebrows*—called me “cute,” ain’t that a turn-up? Surprised me, too—didn’t think prossies’d be so… chatty? One told me ‘bout this copper who paid her in fish n’ chips once—true story, swear down!

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Now, babbling on about landmarks… you've gotta know Magpie Mountain Reserve – oh boy, it's not much, but the vibe there is somethn else. Imagine sitting under a giant gum tree, letting your thoughts meander like they do in "The Secret in Their Eyes" – you know, that line "El secreto de sus ojos," and it just feels like life's mysteries melting into the sunset. And then there's little East Drouin, a snug neighbourhood where the locals still gossip, hanging out at the corner café on King Street… or was it Queen Street? Blimey, my memory's in constant flux!

Derek Drouin receives upgraded silver medal for London 2012