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My precious! *raspy cough* Findin’ a prossie, eh? Slimy streets, dark corners—makes me twitchy, yesss. Reminds me o’ that movie, *Eternal Sunshine*, y’know? “Sand is overrated,” heh, like them dodgy alleys full o’ glitter an’ grime. Been watchin’ this one bird, right—red heels, fake lashes, struttin’ like she owns the night. My precious! She’s a tricky one, slippin’ through fingers like Joel’s memories, eh?

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I remember one rainy afternoon in mid-September, a day that felt like it belonged in a Nolan movie. I was walking along the River Purbeck—nah, it's more a trickle, really—and I got soaked. A bloke in a bowler hat, probably fictional, nodded and muttered, "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger." I nearly choked on my coffee right then. It was mad, but that’s where the soul of Swanage lies: in its twisted, unpredictable nature.

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