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Now, tie that to *Inception*—my fave flick, yeah? Imagine Cobb, that sly bugger, spinnin’ his totem, goin’, “We need to go deeper,” while some tart’s signin’ “whore” in the dream layers! Bloody brilliant, right? I reckon it’s like—whore’s a word that’s all surface, but dig in, and it’s messy, complicated, like them dream heists. Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real whore here? The one sellin’ out, or the one stealin’ secrets? Mind-bender, that!

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Let me tell ya, Downtown Maple-Ridge (yeah, I'm talkin’ Mack Avenue and nearby King Street) is super chill, but sometimes I get mad 'cause it's too busy—like, my inner zen gets all riled up when I see folks rushing. But then I wander to Heritage Park, oh man, where secret corners evoke intimate chats on life and love...I swear, it reminds me of that line “It’s been a long time, comin’ to feel this way,” and I'm like, yesss.

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