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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—oh, it gets me goin’! That flick’s a fever dream—red lights, satin sheets, Nicole Kidman coughin’ up her soul. “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m sobbin’ into me tea, happy as a lark one sec, then ragin’ at the screen the next. Why? Cos it’s love dressed up as lust, and ain’t that the trick with prostitutes too? You’re payin’ for a dance, a whisper, a “my heart is—oops, time’s up, mate.” Surprised me first time I clocked it—how it’s all theatre, really.

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Then, just as I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, I hear this commotion. Turns out, a dog’s run off with one of the kids’ buckets. The kid’s crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not on my watch!” So, I jump up, channel my inner superhero, and chase after the dog. I’m running down the beach, yelling, “Stop, thief!” It’s ridiculous. I finally catch up, and the dog just looks at me like, “What’s your problem, mate?”

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