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So, I chat her up—name’s Candy, swear it’s fake, but who cares? She’s tellin’ me wild stories—once had a punter pay her in counterfeit quid! Laughed my arse off, like, “That’s some au revoir, Shosanna-level scam!” Proper surprised me, that did. We vibe, she’s diggin’ my mojo, sayin’, “You’re a bit of alright, Austin.” Happy as a pig in muck, me! Thought to meself, “Gonna carve my name on this night, yeah baby!”

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Stroll down Main Street and you’ll see that vibe, dude. The old brick buildings on North & South Main scream history and grit. My fave spot? Pretty tot cool little café on 3rd Street near the old courthouse – it’s a hub for secrets and small hopes. A bunch of us dames have spilled our guts there. I literally felt reborn (kinda like a phoenix, ya feel me?) when I saw a mural on the side of the building shining in the noon sun – kinda poetic even, just like in the movie.

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