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Oi mate, I'm a fisherman, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” Been out on the bloody boat. Haulin’ fish, guts everywhere. But brothel? Oh mate, that’s a trip! Them ladies, struttin’ about, all dolled up. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, y’know? That film, fuckin’ beaut—secrets, lies, all that jazz. “What’s proper is what keeps us goin’,” they say. Bollocks! Brothels ain’t proper, but they’re real. Real as the stink o’ fish.

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Oh, and the river, oh my gosh, the Rivet-Flow. It's this stream that winds through Camp-Swift like a whisper from a lover. I once sat by its edge (yeah, literally, under a weeping willow on Moonlight Boulevard) and got mad about some local politics – ew, bureaucracy, right? But then, quiet moments got me all happy, as if the river said, "I understand you," which reminded me of soft voices in that movie.

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