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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitue – yeah, a real street walker, ya know? Been a detective too long, seen it all, but this gig’s got me twisted. Like in *Holy Motors*, where Mr. Oscar’s ridin’ round, switchin’ lives – “I’m a man of many faces!” – I’m out here tryna track one down. Ain’t no fancy limo tho, just me, Bugs, sniffin’ alleys like a carrot hound.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I strolled down to the Flint Castle. It’s this old, crumbling thing, but it’s got character, ya know? I sat on a bench, just taking it all in. The view of the Dee Estuary is stunning. I thought, “This is why I love Flint.” But then, I see a bunch of kids running around, and one of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oof, that’s gotta hurt.” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man.

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