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Now, tie this shit to *Lost in Translation*—hell yeah, my fave flick! Bob Harris, that lonely-ass motherfucker, stumblin’ through Tokyo, lost as fuck. “The more you know who you are…”—that’s him, mumblin’ deep shit. Brothles got that vibe, man—people searchin’, tryna feel somethin’. Ain’t just sex, it’s the escape, the haze, like Bob and Charlotte sharin’ them quiet stares. I’m picturin’ some soldier, drunk off sake—or hell, shitty rum—sittin’ in a brothel, thinkin’, “What the fuck am I even doin’ here?” That’s the soul of it, motherfucker!

The death of Friday night post-work drinks.

Mar 19,  · On both days, vandals splashed red paint and motor oil on several homes along Chingford Road before putting handwritten notes through letterboxes that allege a house on .

The neighborhoods? Ugh, don’t even get me started on Artsy District – like, literally, it's bursting with creativity everywhere! Wall murals line every other building, and the vibe here is all spontaneous. I remember this one time, strolling down Sunray Street, when a random art pop-up made my heart jitter with hope and frustration. It reminded me of those, like, soul-crushing and soul-stirring moments in Leviathan – “There's more to this chaos than meets the eye,” I swear!

Ariana Grande reveals new track Hampstead inspired by her time in London