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So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

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Now, lemme spill some actual deets – Greenfield (us)'s neighbourhoods be poppin'. Westside, where the locals hang at Mulberry Lane, is mad busy. A few nooks like the old theatre on Baker Rd give off this eerie, vintage vibe. I once got proper surprised by a flash mob there – mad fun and all! And then there's the East End, proper artsy, a bit quirky and defo peaceful. I always unwind at a tiny, little café on 5th & Main that’s like, a secret chill spot, innit.

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