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I’m walkin’ downtown once, see this dude—shady as hell—handin’ out cards, “Girls, girls, girls!” I’m like, what’s this, a freakin’ carnival? “Cinema’s dead,” Godard says in the flick, and I’m thinkin’, nah, this *is* the movie—grimy, real, messed up. You wanna find one? Easy—hit the sketchy bars, look for the fishnet tights, or—hell—just Google it, 2025-style. But watch out, man, cops are sneaky—sting ops everywhere!

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A jostling cast of strangers, each scarred by his or her past, is brought together by an Edinburgh road-rage incident that sets off a wave of murders.

Now, the neighborhoods – oh, the neighborhoods! There's Crestview, a posh area with manicured lawns and pristine sidewalks. Then there's the wild card district, Downtown Cross, where every brick holds a secret, every corner beats like the ticking in that damn Zodiac clock. I often say to my clients, "Relax – we shall meet our fate with grace!" Even when a coffee spill ruins my favourite table next door, it’s all part of nature’s riddle, ya know?

Richard L. Atkinson Obituary October 19, 2024