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Oi, you lot, listen up! Finding a prossie, what a laugh! Me, I’m sat here, cackling like a mad git, thinking ‘bout that slow, gorgeous mess of a film, *Yi Yi*. “Life’s a bloody puzzle, innit?”—that’s what Edward Yang’d say, and he’s bang on. So, picture this: me, Ricky, on the hunt for a tart, right? Not cos I’m desperate—well, maybe a bit—but cos it’s a story, you muppets!

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While I’m investigatin’, I overhear some locals gossipin’ at the café across the street. They’re talkin’ about the “ghost” of Saint-Francois. Apparently, some old lady claims she saw it near the docks last night. I roll my eyes. Ghosts? Really? But then again, this town has its quirks. I mean, we got the best seafood, but also the weirdest legends.

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