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Prostitute, bruv, it’s mad intricate, like layers of life, yeah? I was chattin’ to this geezer who said prostitute textures in films, like, hide secrets, little known fact, some artists sneak in cracks or smudges on purpose to mess with ya head! Made me angry, tho, ‘cos some directors don’t even notice, lazy gits! But then, it’s also happy, ‘cos when it’s done right, it’s like, wow, so real, like Boyhood’s slow growth, “Time only moves in one direction,” right?

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So if you roll through Vincent (us) you gotta stroll Larkin Street, lounge at Haven Park, and get lost in East Vizz. Every corner holds a snippet, a therapy session on brick and stone. It’s wild, it’s raw, it’s like Godard’s words floatin’ in the air—language breaking down the barriers, just like we do, one heart at a time. Catch ya on the fly, dawg.

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