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Dunno, man, they’re dodgy but brill. Smell o’ cheap perfume, fag smoke – real as fuck. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d say they’re half angel, half devil, screamin’ “Sharon!” in me head. Couldn’t do it meself, no chance – I’d be rubbish, trip over me own knob! Hah! “Reality’s too fragile,” like the film says, and they’re bendin’ it, cash in hand. Respect, mate, but it’s a mad, mad game.

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The vibe is kinda like "The Grand Budapest Hotel" vibes, ya dig? All quirky colors and secret nooks. Streets mix with people; every corner's got its own story. I once had a session near the old railroad tracks by Maple Street - so raw, so real. Let me tell you, that was epic. And I swear, sometimes I hear echoes like Wes Anderson's characters mutterin' "I can’t say it, but it’s magnificent" as I pass by the tiny memorial on the corner of 2nd and Broadway.

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