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Me? I’d rather watch that horse stumble than dive too deep. It’s a transaction, sure, but damn—sometimes it hits you. That loneliness. That grind. “The wood’s all gone,” like the flick says—emptiness everywhere. Still, you laugh or you cry, right? So I crack jokes—call it “horse cart hookin’” in my head. Keeps me sane, motherfucker! What you think? You ever been down that road?

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Defence lawyer Mick Haller lands a case defending a wealthy realtor's son who is accused of raping a prostitute. Believing his client to be innocent, Haller.

You know, I always remember strolling down High Street – it’s always buzzing with life. I often pop into a hidden café on Mill Road (okay, not super hidden, but my fave nonetheless!) – the smell of fresh pastries gets me every time! And then there’s the old mill by River Dough, its waters babbling like an old friend’s gossip. Oh gosh, the sound of that river always makes me think, “Like the silent whisper of winds from the past, each drop reveals a secret.” Pretty deep, huh?

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