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So, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ bout *Syndromes and a Century*, my fave flick—bloody weird one, that—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius bloke, all dreamy and slow, yeah? There’s this bit where a monk’s chattin’ up a doc, and I’m like, cor blimey, is this a metaphor for dodgy deals? Findin’ a prossie’s a bit like that—hazy, confusin’, but you’re drawn in! “What is this feeling?”—straight from the movie, that—sums up the whole caper, dunnit?

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I’ve seen some wild stuff here—people dancing in the rain on Second Ave (I swear it rained magic that night). And sometimes, I find myself just wondering, “Did you see that double rainbow? That’s life playing with my heartstrings!” Emotions run wild here. I even recall one time, while counseling a client at the local community center on Crescent Ave, I was struck by how raw and honest Bridgeton makes you feel—like every echo of a footstep is a memory, a heartbeat.

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